I hate people!
If ever you are watching the NRL and you hear a players name that is Paul Vaun, boo the hell out of him. He is an anti-Boy! You may of guessed it, my car was messed with again today, thing is, this time I was out the front and cought the last few seconds of it, INSTANTLY reported to the vice principal/disciplinary teacher (if you will) headed straight out there, pricks obviously would not own up.
There was an abundance of witnesses, though none could name the exact people that were touching the car at the time of moving. Part of it is my fault for leaving it in neutral which aids them in the moving of it, though instead of the usual pick up and move, they just pulled the hell out of the tale gate. You can imagine that there is damage to the bloody thing now, and I sure as hell am pissed off.
I yelled at the teacher who claimed that they couldn't do anything because the people in question could not be defiantly identified, there was no proof! I told him that next time I wont even bother with the staff, it will be the cops!
The blokes that are doing this are a bunch of tough footy heads who think they are God's gift to earth. The instigator, as mentioned before, is on a contract so that once he finishes school he can join the Raiders and be part of the NRL. But you know what, I reckon with a bit of a record (not that it is clean at the moment) he will have that contract thrown in his face. Hell he threatened physical abuse towards me, I said hit me. (He is big, I was scared!) So next time my car is moved, the cops will be called, they will probably puncersize my face, they will have a law suit on their hands and lose their contracts and have no future because without football they are stuffed.
Sorry for the long winded whine, I needed to let it out somewhere!
JERKS!
Garry. Nuff sed!
The drunken fools picked up the back and swung it around, then tried to force the passenger side door lock and now its *ucked and there's a shudder in the steering which can't be good.
