LANCE
Still got your Malibu?

VINCENT
You know what some ****er did to it
the other day?

LANCE
What?

VINCENT
****in' keyed it.

LANCE
Oh man, that's ****ed up.

VINCENT
Tell me about it. I had the
goddamn thing in storage three
years. It's out five ****in' days
-- five days, and some dickless
piece of **** ****s with it.

LANCE
They should be ****in' killed. No
trial, no jury, straight to
execution.

VINCENT
I just wish I caught 'em doin' it,
ya know? Oh man, I'd give anything
to catch 'em doin' it. It'a been
worth his doin' it, if I coulda
just caught 'em, you know what I
mean?

LANCE
It's chicken ****. ,You don't ****
another man's vehicle.

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There are no words, but leave it to Tarantino to have words that apply to one's life. You know, when you have something for such a short time before losing it, the shock isn't quite so bad I realized. People kept asking me how I was which I find to be a ridiculous question to ask someone in my situation. What do you want me to say? "Atleast it was jacked when I wasn't in it? Atleast I am alive?" I'm fine, I'd just like to know where my car is.

No, it was not towed. Checked that quite a few times. No, I did not misplace it. Sure, one can misplace a car, but I know where it was. I was in spot number 25 beside the pillar that held up the building. So Eric and I were going to go catch something to eat and we wanted something a little different so we decided to go off campus and I figured it would be a nice to to actually utilize the car I brought up here. As irony/luck/some-******* would have it, it looks like I wasn't the only one who decided to utilize it.

So I call Mary. "Charles?" "What apartment complex do you live in?" "[Insert name]" "Where is it?" "[Insert street corner]" "That's where I was...my car is gone..." "What? Gone?" "Gone. As in, not there." That conversation didn't go anywhere.

So I called the non-emergency line of the police department. "3-1-1" "Yeah, I need to check to see if a car has been towed" "License plate?" "[Insert my number]" "No, I am not showing any record of a car with that, or a similar license plate" "Um...is there where I report a stolen vehicle?" "[Insert description of towing agencies policy of informing the police of the cars they tow.]" "I'll call back in one hour then." Why an hour, because towing angencies have an hour to informed the police of the cars they have towed.

So I called my mom to make sure I had the right licence plate. "Hello?" "What's my license plate number?" "What? Why?" "Just give me my license plate number!" "I don't think I have anything with it, the new title hasn't come in the mail. Why do you need this?" "Because my car is gone." "Gone? WHAT?!" "As in I don't know where the hell it is!" "What did you say?!" [She actually was about to get on to me for cussing...what...the...hell? At this time?] "[Insert Jeff and my mom arguing in the background.] "This is not the time to have a marital argument. Look, if you can't get my number, then I do not need to be on the phone with you right now." "Here it is, [insert number]" Relief, I had the wrong number. "Look, I am going to call this number is an check it." Click.

So I called 3-1-1 again. "3-1-1" "I need to see if my car has been towed." "License plate?" "[Insert number]" "I am not showing anything on that plate. What type of car is it?" "[Insert car type.]" "No, nothing." "Ok, I already know about the towing policy, I will call back in an hour."

In this time period there were multiple phone calls of little to no value.

So I call 3-1-1 for the third time. "3-1-1" "I need to check on a car towing." "Number?" "[Insert number]" "I'm not showing anything." "I called a little more than and hour ago, I know the towing policy, so I think I need to file for a stolen vehicle."

That conversation went on for a while... I waited about 45 minutes for the cop... Mary went searching for the car... cop showed up... I signed the paper saying that it is my *** if I simply misplaced my car...

...there are no words...

[Quite a bit of the intro will be *'ed out. I'd recommend you look up the Pulp Fiction script and read the section.]

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"She turned me into a newt!"
Pause
"Well I got better..."

Man that really sucks.

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You underestimate the power of the Dark Side...

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Wow, I would probably... cry.

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~amor sui~

Bad times.

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Fight the future.

Not probably. I would cry.


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To artificial life, all reality is virtual.

On the bright side, if there's one thing cops are good at, it's recovering lost cars. Good luck.

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Eat the pudding.

I walked all the way around campus today because I couldn't find my car. Dude, where's my car? 20 minutes later I remembered where I parked it.

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