I know it's two days ago but I had to place this story up here.

Sat night I had spent the night at my parents place in Springfield because I was too tired to drive home to Woodbridge. The next morning my lil brother came over to the house and called me from outside. He said "Yo, dude... you know someone egged your car."

I said "what?!?"

Went outside and took a look. Not a fun scene when your baby has an egg cracked on top of her.

This is what I get for coming back to the old neighborhood.

 

Gross. I never understood why folks felt the need to throw eggs...

Jealousy. Fawktards.

 

And honestly...at least they didn't hit your car (body panels)... One of your Mid-A brothers had that done to his Silverstone and it cracked the paint...an egg thrown with great force has quite a bit of velocity...

Anyways...at least it can be cleaned up.

 

yep, Max with silverstone s2k had that happened to him......had the whole door repainted....

 

Yeah. They missed the first throw. that was the one on the sidewalk

 

well it looks like it wasn't much on your paint

 

 

...And I thought Easter Eggs were hardboiled.

 

Haterz.... That's all.

 

...beats the alternative...