I think my fat fuck coworker hit my car... So I was at work all night last night and noticed very early this morning that my rear right-side bumper had a sizeable scrape on it. My first reaction was to ask whoever I could if they'd seen anything, and of course, all of my coworkers responded like normal goddamn people except for the fat one. I asked this kid "did you hit my car last night?" he proceeded to look at me, look away, and walk out the door. I was leaving anyways so I followed him and kept asking him if he hit my car. No response. When he was driving away I noticed a decent sized scrape on his front left-side bumper which really made me think that this dumb fat fuck hit me. I'm not too sure what to do from here as he refuses to come in for his shifts, however I do happen to know where he lives... Anyways here are some pictures of him so y'all can laugh with me.  The only thing I ever hear him talking about is improving himself but honey these arms say otherwise Dat tit sweat tho. I don't even have a witty caption for this photo honestly y'all he is just one of the ugliest motherfuckers I've ever seen