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"People watching me think I am leaving my name and number for you but my parents didn't raise no dummy."
If I had the nerve (and audacity) that is what I would have left on the windshield of the big Chevy Blazer that I slid into today in a parking lot. Hit some ice, slid right into it's bumper and cracked it quite a bit. Instead I left a note with my name and number.
The hood of my (parents) car however, wasn't quite so lucky. It's now missing paint and the bumper and hood is dented since the truck was higher up than the car. I will soon be officially broke. Donations accepted.
Moral of the story. Move to California where there is no ice to slide on.