When I first worked at the pizza place in 1995 or so, our boss had just bought himself a new sports car, don't know what kind but it was new. The Asian nail place next door was friendly with us, and the man running it owned a piece of shit car that was roughly 10-15 years old. The key to the piece of shit car worked on the new sports car, and they moved it a few times to fuck with him before admitting what they'd discovered.
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