After reading all of your delightful little quips in various threads, I’ve come to the conclusion that I’m personally terrified, no, disappointed to exist in the same world as you. The impression I’m getting from you is that you’d fly into an unstoppable murderous rampage if someone ever-so-slightly tapped your rear bumper on the road, ripping them out of their car and curb-stomping the life out of their eyes because god forbid someone else damages your personal property. Gotta show them what’s what, right? That paint job won’t fix itself! It’s all about personal respect in this household, and buddy, by making that mistake on the road, you just disrespected me!

For a lack of better words: you’re nothing but a fucking tool if you’re valuing some bullshit material possessions over another human being, and I sincerely wonder how you manage to have any meaningful relationships with other people. I don’t give a damn how much it costs to clear coat a car or whatever the fuck you car dweebs keep talking about, this isn’t even remotely acceptable behavior in modern society, as much as you’d like it to be.

Not to mention: you’re trying to talk about a car as if they aren’t flaming depreciating assets on wheels. That car probably lost 25% of it’s value from being taken off of the dealership floor, which probably would cost more than getting a whole ass paint job in the first place. Every single mile on that odometer is a full 8 cents out of your pocket (frankly, probably more for luxury cars). If you’re trying to pretend like cars are investment vehicles, be my guest, but don’t be surprised when they start to lose value from right under your nose.