My boyfriend and I pulled into a Walmart parking lot one night and found the perfect parking spot. We got out of the car to realize that something wasn’t right. What’s that on the car we parked next to? Is that…shit smeared all over the windows? After checking the note taped onto the back window that read, “Poop Poop Poopy”, we realized that is was indeed shit. Time to move the car.
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