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My wife called me at work one day to inform me that there was a squirrel in my car. I asked her to open the door. She was afraid. Little f*cker wrecked all my near perfect elephant skin trim.
I noticed a day later my gas can had the same marks on it. Little shi*t got high on gas and went at my car. GGGGGGGGGRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR.
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