@rasmussen_bryan wrote:
I might park like that too if I had stolen the car and just wanted somewhere to leave it and then I didn't like any of the other cars there because they were in my way. Maybe I stole the other cars too and parked them there, all week I was stealing cars and parking them there because I wanted things to fit together in a very special way for a very special lady but then I got there with the last car, the crowning glory, and I was overexcited, and it was difficult to get it to fit exactly in, so I got mad. It's really a problem of mine, to blame the inanimate objects to not being perfectly suited to my grand plans and aspirations, but then again it was probably a stupid plan to steal all those cars and line them up like that. Jeez, what was I thinking. Then I sped off in a rage, also because the object of my affections for whom I was building this great display walked by me with her irritating dog and didn't even give me the time of day. People, cars, I hate them all.