- Apr 16, 2005
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So my father left out of town to go to houston with a friend of his . And im 17 and never had that satisfactory feeling of being a rebel and taking the car without authority. So every time i tried to get the keys my frekin dog would always bark and make a scene. So My dad left at 5 and i took the car for a joyride at 6 and was back in less than 20 mins . When i arrive back home i went to the kitchen to put back the keys . While doing that i notice my dad was outside fixing the bumper which is falling off. So at that point i thought i was caught in and big feces.
