So I'm at Sherlock's with some friends. Nice wide open parking space. I park slightly off-center to the right (similar to everyone around me so as to keep even spacing). Couple hours later I have to walk out to this d-bag.
I seriously wanted to repeatedly stab my darts into his doors, but sure enough it was beat to **** making it not worth the time. To top it off, as I'm getting in, I notice something in the back. Yup, his front bumper was in his pick up bed (sorry for the crappy camera phone out the driver window shot).
