Fucking white trash.

So as I was watching the Rays baseball game, my girlfriend and I were getting hungry. We planned on going out to eat tonight but it got late and we weren't in the mood anymore. We went to White Trash Heaven aka Wal-Mart and this fucking Wal-Mart isn't even a Super Wal-Mart. I don't know why we live where the ONLY Wal-Mart near us is one of those old ghetto piece of shit ones. After getting 14 different STDs from just walking around for 5 minutes, we decided to take the 5 mile drive to Target. Target is the shit for those of you who didn't know.

After getting everything we needed at Target, we decided it was way to late to go out to eat and that we would just drive through somewhere quick and get back home and relax. We decided on McDonald's. Yes we all know McDonald's is gross and makes you shit yourself 10 minutes after you're done eating it. BUT on the other hand, when you get the night when everything is fucking cooked right, McDonald's can be awesome. It's also awesome when you're drunk. The real question is, WHAT THE FUCK ISN'T AWESOME WHEN YOU'RE DRUNK?

So we pull into the fucking golden arch and we're about 4 cars back from ordering. We're deciding what we want and next thing you know we pull up to the ordering thing, whatever the fuck its called. Next thing you know a giant fucking boat of a car slams into the back of my somewhat new BMW. I just yell out, WHAT THE FUCK!? I was all ready to order my fucking chicken nuggets with extra BBQ sauce and this bitch had to ruin my night. So I pulled into a parking spot and saw the crack head of a bitch get out. I knew RIGHT AWAY she didn't have insurance and I was getting more pissed by the second. I look at the back of my car and didn't notice anything wrong and start checking out everything else. I called my Dad since he has been a police officer for 20+ years and asked him what I should do since the dumb white trash meth head of a bitch indeed didn't have insurance. He said the cops wouldn't do anything since it happened on private property.

I got her information and just left and I couldn't even go back through the drive through since I was so angry. We then go to Wendy's. We go to order and they're out of Coke. WHAT THE FUCK!? We then drive around for 30 fucking minutes trying to find somewhere to eat. We finally decide on a Pizza joint that we love. After everything was said and done, it was a shitty night but we fucking loved the pizza.

The moral of the story is, if you get rear ended in a drive through, go get some fucking pizza. It solves everything.

On top of all this shit, we've been up all night. This shit sucks.

Hope your night was better than ours.