Dear guy at McDonalds, You got so mad when the manager told you to not park in the handicap parking spot. So what did you do? You drove up to the door and started cussing and screaming at him. You spit and cussed a little more. So I wrote down your license plate number to give to them. You left in such a fury that you ran the red light at 60 and Valrico. I was so happy that I wrote that plate down so I could bring u to justice before you hurt someone. Little did I know about 10 min later you hopped another median at 39 and 60 going 100 mph and hit two close friends of mine and killed them. All because you wanted a hamburger. Who knew that a hamburger would cost 4 people their lives including your own? Sincerely, A devastated friend
Posted on: Fri, 28 Mar 2014 19:49:14 +0000