So last night at my work (coffee shop) a good 200 hot cars flooded the place and terrified my manager. They all came together for a Paul Walker tribute run. In Dec. in Canada. At minus ten in hot cars. Apparently as my team scrambled to drive thru my manager didn’t understand why the mob. I told her today, he was more then “some actor”, he was a racer, a volunteer, a charity creator and a business owner. He was devoted, kind, behaved, outgoing and flat out inspirational. He changed the world. In many many ways. He was like a “Gandhi” of another generation. She looked at me in bewilderment. :(
Having a fucking awesome day moving house. Just fucking great
See this POS jetta? Plate is anzy344. If you ever find this plate call someone cuz dude is prolly drunk. Like I’m 99% sure he will be. Can’t drive for shit. Reckless and angry and can’t take a hint. Music cranked and bobbing away he is GOING to kill someone. I fucking hate these people. Get them off our roads!
Excuse me while I go bawl like a baby
Actually crying right now
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