That’s right. If your husband runs into your car and his insurance denies you, you apparently can’t sue your husband. Seriously. Chris really hurt the car. He didn’t dent the bumper. He tore the bumper in half. Geez. Why can’t I sue him? I just need retaliation, and a little vengeance. Well, it would probably cost me more money to sue him than to just torture him. I think I’ll just try the mental torture. That is probably more satisfactory anyways.
Of course, Chris would remind me of 1 Corinthians. Dang. He would bring in all that Biblical text.
Now I feel terribly guilty about the mental torture that I was planning. And the sad part is that I haven’t even had this conversation with him yet. This is just all in my head. I’ve guilted myself out of torture. Now, I’m even feeling sorry for the poor guy who has wrecked my car. The car is drivable after all. It is just a car. No one got hurt. But it would be nice to have a car with a bumper that doesn’t flap in the wind. I’ll take it in next week to have it looked at. Hopefully it will be an easy fix.
The Puddles 
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