The text that I got from my friend who I was borrowing a car from said

what'd you do to my car? And I'm like, what do you mean? What did I do to your car?

And she's like, back left side of it is all

jacked up a car obviously ran into it like I had no idea what you're talking

about so last week when I had that surgery on my hip,

I've got a truck, I got a bronco, and it's pretty high up.

So trying to get into that, I wasn't supposed to be driving anyway.

But like four days in, I'm I'm fine I can drive right and I

wanted a vehicle outside of my house also in case there were some kind of

emergency that I could use just to get out of the house, right?

Well, I have a bronco, it's pretty high up, so she allowed me to use her

card, which is a Mercedes, right?

Much lower to the ground.

So it's sat in front of my house on the street, but where I could see it from my living room

window, right?

And I didn't use it at all.

So imagine my surprise when she comes to pick up her car and she texts me and she's like,

what has happened to my car?

I'm like, I have no idea what you're talking about.

So I get back from work after driving my bronco and I take a look at it and somebody had hit it

while it was on the street and just took off.

No good deed goes unpunished.

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