So my ex is now 6 1/2 months pregnant (Thank God it isn't mine.) and she was on her way to a doctors appointment. She had to get gas in Worcester, and while she was in paying for the gas, her new Jeep got stolen! She had to wait almost two hours in the store for her mother (The hypocritical, two-faced, pathological liar, that taught her daughter everything she knows) to drive down, and pick her up. When I heard this, I shed a few tears...of joy :devil: . Now if only her asshat boyfriend could come upon a slow, excruciating and gory death, I could be truly happy again.