So i went on a day trip today with a fellow painter of mine everything was going ok until we stop for lunch at ihop and we pay and leave and like 30 miles away he realizes he left his fucking digital camera at ihop. so we get to drive back and pick that up. then here comes the best part. after 300 miles of driving with this fool i go to drop him off and we open the trunk and his paint (2 gallons of latex paint) is spilled all on the inside of my trunk. all i gotta say is this fucker is lucky that i can control my temper or their would of been fists o' flying! he didnt even offer to pay to clean it up he thought some paper towels would do the trick. i get home because i couldnt be around him any longer without risking throwing my fists his way; i tear out all of the shit in my trunk and tear out my back seat because the paint went under their also it was a fucking mess. now that i think about it he didnt even fucking appologize what a dill hole!
