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There are many ways.... oh so many ways....
...that I could kill the guys at the garage. I mean - really - what gives? They've known what was wrong with the car since Tuesday the 17th and they still don't have the replacement part! What the FUCK! I'm totally sick of their crappy Nissan Altima with it's piss poor gas mileage and the abysmal seating which is totally contributing to my subluxating sacroiliac joint. I want my car back! I want it back now!
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