AND I SAID, 'SHRINK, I WANT TO KILL!'

[phosfate]

"We're just finishing it up."

"So...?"

"Give us a call tomorrow afternoon, see if it's done."

I fucking hate you, Matt.

Comments

[hooverdam.livejournal.com]

at what point does he just pull the neighbor's baby out of the hood

[smirnoffmule.livejournal.com]

True story from someone who used to work for a vet: That happened IRL once, only with a Jack Russell.

[amilyn.livejournal.com]

I have three words for Matt: Better. Business. Bureau.

[jeff-morris.livejournal.com]

This car had better fly or transform when you get it back.

[jood.livejournal.com]

THIS.

[snacky]

WHERE'S HER CAR, MATT?

[alpha-orionis-v.livejournal.com]

Does he even know WTF's wrong with it?


Fuck, when Joe had to have his TRANSMISSION redone, it still only took three days.

[jood.livejournal.com]

The A-Team could have built eight bullet-proof tanks out of recycling bins filled with yogurt containers by now.

[alpha-orionis-v.livejournal.com]

MacGyver could have rebuilt the entire internet out of dixie cups and paper clips by now.

[goddessdster.livejournal.com]

CAR CAR CAR, MATT. CAR CAR CAR CAR CAR

[thistlethorn.livejournal.com]

AAAAAAAGH!

I'd want to kill Matt, too. It's been *forever*. You need your car!

We hateses Matts, Precious, we hates it forever!

[crantz.livejournal.com]

Remember, get the car and then go for the throat with your sharp little nebraskan teeth.

[dr-tectonic.livejournal.com]

Just keep waitin' til it comes round again on the gee-tar.

*glares at Matt*

[mtgat]

People who have never met Matt and never will hate his guts and curse his ancestors on your behalf.

[popfantastic.livejournal.com]

When you go to pick it up, maybe you should suggest that he call you three weeks from next Tuesday, see if you're ready to pay.

[cakemage.livejournal.com]

Well, fuck. It just never ends, does it?

[kirbyfest.livejournal.com]

Oh, Matt. You fucker. I'd join Angie's List just so I could write the most scathing review ever on his ass.

[swankyfunk.livejournal.com]

*FISTS OF RAGE ON YOUR BEHALF*

[comice.livejournal.com]

:: nods vigorously ::

[viedma.livejournal.com]

[random-nexus.livejournal.com]

So, wait, which one's Skeeter?

[viedma.livejournal.com]

I think he's both depending on what mood he's in. A pantomime mechanic.

[random-nexus.livejournal.com]

Heh. Kinky.

[random-nexus.livejournal.com]

I think mere death will be too easy for Matt at this point. If you don't get back a car tricked out in full James Bond, every hidden gadget known to Q, style, then I think it's going to have to be the old 'pull back & nuke 'em from orbit' gambit.

Or rabid weasels in his pants.

Gotta have a plan B, right?

EDIT: miss one damn word... Pft.

[annlarimer.livejournal.com]

I know where to find a wormy dead squirrel!

[random-nexus.livejournal.com]

Right. Good job. Plan C it is.