To a certain towing company (who has a pink "toe" truck as a mascot): I'm sure you believe you're performing a public service, since you're officially sanctioned by (read: in bed with) the city. Your drivers do nothing but drive around all day and wait for loser traffic cops to call them when they discover the crime of the century: a 1984 Toyota Corolla parked illegally on a side street! After it's towed, the car sits in your lot while fat-assed bureaucrats take their sweet time sending out the tow notice, racking up daily storage fees the whole time. Then, when the sap who lost his vehicle is too poor to pay the fees, lucky you gets to auction the car!!

Revenge is sorely needed, and unlike you weasely chickenshits, I'm giving you fair warning of my plan. I, like your drivers, spend my days driving around the Puget Sound area. However, in my travels, I enjoy taking time to phone in a few fake "tow-truck needed" calls. It's a real kick in the pants watching your driver look around for a person and a car that doesn't exist. After a few costly minutes, he shrugs, calls it in and leaves -- probably assuming it was just an odd, one-time occurrence. I practically pee myself when I think of all the cash, time, and wasted effort I cost you. So from now on, whenever you get a call about an illegally parked car, a stalled vehicle, a car blocking a driveway, etc., and there's no one around when you go to tow it, you can chalk it up me... or anyone else who wants sweet, sweet revenge.

-- Anonymous