Parody shop I made
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The chirping noise fools the nig into complacence.
The smoke detector thing is real, I've seen it. They have this amazing ability to just live with broken and dysfunctional shit in ways that whites and asians cannot. It's why they'll drive a car for years with duct tape holding the front bumper on. Or why their house will be still be missing gutters and roof shingles 2 years after a hurricane. The idea of getting off their asses and fixing a problem never ocurrs to them.
I thought I'd get a battery the other day. I normally take my cars to a local specialty shop, but they get busy. Firestone or whatever says they can do it while I wait so I head over to apparently the ghetto.
I saw a guy with bald tires on his charger (lord knows v6) trying to get I guess an inspection. Firestone Tweedle Dee tells him no. But he doesn't want to buy tires.
Next Shaniqua comes in. She's pissed about the AC tho if I were her I'd be more worried about the brakes. Firestone Tweedle Dum can fix that, but no... she knows a guy she has to have a con call with. Can't have FS meanies ripping her off her welfare money.
Anyways it turns out Tweedle Dum can't or won't actually change a battery today. The computer coding, the only reason I need a shop in the first place, eludes him. He says. I went home. Thank God for those mobile jump kits.