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Originally Posted by Burninator
Slashing someones tires doesn't have anything to do with cherishing cars or how much you spent on them. That's a total moot point. There are others ways to deal with the situation. Employing this logic I could have just bought a brand new Ferrari Enzo for a million dollars, and I am also president of the Ferrari owners Club of Canada. Clearly I spend a lot of money on my car, and I have a great respect for cars. Lets say some person carelessly plows into my car and totals it. If it is ok to dent in someones door and slash their tires because they dinged my door, I should be allowed to murder them because I care so much about cars and payed a lot. Sound ridiculous? So does slashing someones tires.
Our society doesn't work on the moto of "tit for tat". ie. Someone dings my door so I can ding it back. We have a legal system for a reason.
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It's Enzo Ferrari dammit!
as for door dings...i will own up to one for sure, possibly a second
the first happened when i was maybe oh, 10 years old. (and yes, i had been taught to be careful around other cars and stuff) we were getting out of our durango in some parking lot. we were a little close to the other car, and i did put a little ding in it...i was scared s**tless...ended up not even telling my parents or anything cause i was so afraid of what might happen to me
the second was at the end of last hockey season...we were going to bp's in camrose for our windup. if anybody has ever set eyes on that lot, you would understand my anger. there is room for maybe 20 cars. for like 6 businesses. plus bps...anyways, some freakin' moron in a colorado decides to double park. (man i wish we could type expletives, cause i'm getting pissed just talking about it) anyways, i look at the colorado, then the full size beside it. i think to myself...it'll be tight, but i might be able to squeeze in...serves that dick right anyways if he can't open his doors. so i'm going, then all of a sudden there was this kinda jerk/bang thing, and the truck quit moving. ends up i couldn't fit in there. i wasn't even concerned about that freakin' truck though. first thing i thought was good, serves the ba****d right. i hope i put i nice big dent in the side. flash ahead a couple weeks, and i'm in town playing ball hockey when one of my buddies asks what the big dent on my box is...ends up (i think) that i hit the other trucks bumper and dented in myself instead of the prick in that little yellow thing...friggin' karma