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| fat man scoop, fat head, fat dick, body fat scale, fat nude, journal, fat tuesday, diet fat smash, sex bbw sex, fat loss, | If you remember, we were hit with a $350 kick in the balls as we were preparing to leave town on our expensive bubble and ambitious spring vacation. When I bitched about it here, a reader did some digging and found that the faulty part (a multi-function switch -- whatever that is) was the subject of a recall, back in the days before I even owned a Blazer. I bought the car used, from a major bubble dealership, and the recall work had bubble never been done. So I feel I have some cash due me. Right? Right. Yeah, we've been conversing with General Motors for months now and they're very friendly and all, but they're trying desperately to find a reason not to pay. At this point they've probably spent a thousand dollars fighting our $350 claim. We've had over a dozen phone conversations, and have been asked to hand over more paperwork than when we were buying our first house. We know that the moment we're unable to provide something the whole deal will come off the tracks, and we can kiss the money goodbye. |
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