It became darker and darker until I was surrounded by an eerie black silence, broken only by the sound of my slow breathing and racing heartbeat.

"Unable to move I focused on slowing my breathing, relaxing and conserving oxygen. I felt bizarrely emotionless and wondered for a moment what death would be like."

If you see the cops, warn a brother.

The majority here dont seem to know or care but whatever.

Why, because you are from the streets?

Man, that guy must be a huge Dawsons Creek fan.

Well, that's alllllll folks...

Taking up three?

We can have Girl Scout cookies made from real Girl Scouts?

If he didn't want his car fucked with, he shouldn't have been an asshole. Sometimes the lessons that hurt the most are the ones that are remembered...

I just park at the very back against the island to avoid paint chips. I'm the one that's worried, so I should be the one inconvenienced.

Taking up three handicap spots?

How long have you had the Ferrari? Will you be upset when I key it?

Yeah, I took care of my dad for a decade as he slowly died from MS. Fuck these asshats right along with the people who get handicap placards for being morbidly obese.

It makes me want to keep a wheelchair in my car so I can hop in and just scrape all up the side of this Ferrari while approaching the store.

Total asshat!

Its ironic (i think) that people park like this to avoid paint chips but that same act inspires people to key your car.

Nope, still an asshat.