We made it to the end of the "Cash For Clunkers." It could have not come at a better time. We are exhausted; physically, and emotionally. It was like a bad marriage in a way, we tried to make it run smoothly, but we had trials and tribulations along the way. Now that the marriage is over, we want the money due to us for everything you put us through. We are trying to do this without getting ugly about it. I have about 50 kids (clunkers), I need taken care of. I need money to do that. I just knew you would fight me on this. It was difficult from the beginning, you had all these rules you wanted me to follow, just constantly controlling me. Everywhere I went, I was constantly reminded of the pain you put me through with signs everywhere saying, "CARS Program here." You weren't just there, you were literally everywhere. I could not run or hide. I could not even watch TV or the Internet without you being there as well. When I said, "I do" I did not think you would treat me like this. You said you wanted to help everybody with this fantastic idea you had. Boy, I should have read the fine print. I guess all I am trying to say is, "Give me my money, we are through, WE ARE THROUGH!"
