Break Light
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Um, so, I'm sitting here, contemplating I guess, the entire "pre-existing condition" deal. Like, when you buy a car, right, and it's fucked up, but you know it's fucked up, so that's like a thing you accept about it. A preexisting condition, right. And, so, you know the brakes don't work, so that's a thing you're OK with about that car. But, then, you buy a car, and they're like "yeah bro the brakes work and shit" and you're like OK, so, brakes, that's pretty kickin', and then they don't after like a week and you're in the middle of traffic and your brakes cut out and then you're just sort of skidding out of control, and you crash into some dude's mailbox, and then the asshole who sold it to you is like "what."
I don't like cops either. Like, with the hypothetical car, they wouldn't get that the brakes being fucked to shit isn't a pre-existing condition that you were OK with. Probably they'd fine you for running to the guy's mailbox. And then the judge, right, when you go to court for the ticket, and try to explain about it, like how the guy who sold it to you gave scout's honor, and he says that's not really a valid legal contract, and you say something about oral contract, and they just fine you again.
It's bullshit, is I guess what I'm really trying to say. I'd tell them I wasn't going to pay the fine, right, I'd explain really clear that there was no reason to, that they had yet to present a... a rationale for fining me for this. The mailbox was only a little fucked, and the dude was barely even pissed. I'd buy him a new mailbox, but I wasn't paying anything to the court. It wasn't their deal. The guy who sold me the car should pay, because of the pre-existing condition.
The court doesn't operate like that, I guess.
Girls don't either.
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