I received word that my credit card was used three times yesterday without my authorization. Now I’m no theologian, but somebody has got to go to Hell for this.
Similar shit happened to me three years ago, only that guy really knew how to live it up, on the coast of Italy. Yesterday’s douche took his talents to America’s anus: Walmart #1536, in St. Petersburg, FL.
He only hit the place up for $90 of merchandise, three separate three times. I assume, seeing as it’s Florida, that he took home $90 worth of Enchilada Supreme Doritos. Or Chlamydia meds.
You’re welcome, redneck.