OK,
So I come home last night with a packed full schedule of shit I have to do the second I get home till I go to sleep. As i walk to the door I see a post office slip showing I missed a package. I look who the sender is and it says "CHICAGO POLICE" I'm thinking to myself wtf did I do in Chicago that the Chicago PD is looking for me or giving me some sort of certified mail.
Of course now I have to drop what I am planned to do and run to the post office to find out what the bad news is. I rush over there thinking I was getting sued or am being called in for court or something. Either way I was freaking out. I wait 35 minutes...YES! 35 minutes at the post office while they help numbers #22-#54 and I was #55 so yea it blew. Mind you I am freaking out the whole time thinking I am some sort of trouble.
Finally my number comes up and I get my letter and open it up. When I read it it said something about a car that they have of mine in their impound. I read threw and it's like blah blah blah your 92 BMW is here and if you want it come pay fees and fines or the car will be disposed of.
So Angus whats the story now? What the hell did you do with the BMW lol? I'm not mad or anything but tell us what happened to the BMW? Did you leave it somewhere with a hooker in it? Did you get it towed and deicded fawk it? Whats the story?
btw you owe me lunch for putting me through this Angus lol jk jk
So I come home last night with a packed full schedule of shit I have to do the second I get home till I go to sleep. As i walk to the door I see a post office slip showing I missed a package. I look who the sender is and it says "CHICAGO POLICE" I'm thinking to myself wtf did I do in Chicago that the Chicago PD is looking for me or giving me some sort of certified mail.
Of course now I have to drop what I am planned to do and run to the post office to find out what the bad news is. I rush over there thinking I was getting sued or am being called in for court or something. Either way I was freaking out. I wait 35 minutes...YES! 35 minutes at the post office while they help numbers #22-#54 and I was #55 so yea it blew. Mind you I am freaking out the whole time thinking I am some sort of trouble.
Finally my number comes up and I get my letter and open it up. When I read it it said something about a car that they have of mine in their impound. I read threw and it's like blah blah blah your 92 BMW is here and if you want it come pay fees and fines or the car will be disposed of.
So Angus whats the story now? What the hell did you do with the BMW lol? I'm not mad or anything but tell us what happened to the BMW? Did you leave it somewhere with a hooker in it? Did you get it towed and deicded fawk it? Whats the story?
btw you owe me lunch for putting me through this Angus lol jk jk