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Maxes Altho


Honor. Courage. Commitment. Everyone should strive to abide by these three ideals.

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Sep
25th
2015

500 views · 10:28pm Sep 25th, 2015

Wow. Just, wow. I find myself giving a fuck again now that Twilight Runs Out of Fucks to Give got 500 unique reads in a little under 24 hours!
So, given a lot of people give a fuck, I might as well spin the tale of how I stopped giving any... After the break.


Backstory first. Due to a shit job during a tire rotation several weeks ago, some screwball left the lug bolts on my front left wheel loose. This caused a shaking in my car that slowly got worse and worse. I took it someplace else, and they said the wheel got all but destroyed by it. I tried so hard to get a new wheel, but something was off. The wheels for my car, a 2008 Suzuki SX4, looks something like this:

However, the wheels on MY car look like this:

An SX4 Sedan wheel.

Yesterday (that is, the day I wrote the story), I took the wheel off my car and tried to take it someplace they could tell me what kind of tire it is, so I could get the real wheel. I took it to the local tire shop, and like usual, they were no help what-so-fucking-ever. So I tried to go to the nearest Suzuki dealership. I battled every bit of construction between my house and Kansas City for a good 45 minutes before I reached the dealership strip. I tried to find the Suzuki dealership, but I couldn't. Then, the road I was on turned back into a highway, cutting off my ability to turn around and check again.

I just said "FUCK IT!", found my way home, sat down, and pounded this puppy out in about an hour.


So, yeah. I decided not to give a fuck, and thought it would be good to work out my frustration through writing. Surprisingly, it worked.

Comments ( 3 )

Yep. Channeling your emotions, frustrations, happiness, and... yes, lack of fucks to give, can really help boost the story.:rainbowlaugh: It was amazing to say the least!

look on the side on one of the tires it should tell you every thing you need to know. baring that the internet is your friend. hope this helps.

Edit: try this site here

3421450 I'm sorry it took me so long to check this, but it won't help. The wheel is the bad part, not the tire.

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