It all happened on January number 9
You drove your car right into mine.
I swerved and hit the barrier of cement
And my totally awesome rodeo got a huge dent
You didn’t even care and drove off lickety split
I sat there, waiting for 9-1-1 while thinking “S#%$!”
Larry, the good Samaritan chased you down quick
And the boat load of tickets you got sure was slick
Your insurance wasn’t fun to deal with at all
Finally, 3 weeks later, I got the call.
I made the appt to get the rodeo fixed – brand new
In the meantime, I got a kia spectra in baby blue
Its one serious Korean automobile machine
And yes, the “extras” it has are quite lean
But it will work while I wait for my silver ride
And you might think that I’m going to let this one slide
But, just so you know, when this same thing happens to you
That is karma talking, and I won’t be saying BOO HOO
What goes around, comes around, - this I know
And one day soon, I just know you’ll be eating crow.
Sincerely,
Your arch nemesis
2 comments:
Accidents stink. That guy sucks for taking off. Hopefully your Rodeo will get fixed soon! I told Bart about the remote control story and he was laughing so hard. Thanks for making us chuckle!
I'm still in hysterics about the remote. You are a RIOT! And I'm glad to know that you are finally able to get the car fixed. :)
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