I watched my brother's truck get hit by a Grand Am this morning.
It was very surreal. I get this call on my cell phone at 8:45am from a guy responding to my "Singer Wanted" CityPaper ad. I stand outside my car door, looking toward the right rear, and watch my brother back his truck out of an adjacent parking space. Next thing I know, a blue Grand Am nails his driver side rear panel.
I couldn't believe what I just saw, let alone my situation. Picture it... Me standing in front of my car, person on the phone telling me his interests in music, coffee burning my hand, my brother sticking his head out of his window in disbelief. Where the fuck was Rod Sterling?
Turns out the guy that hit my brother was his friend. Well, used to be his friend considering insurance battles aren't known for bring people closer together.
It was very surreal. I get this call on my cell phone at 8:45am from a guy responding to my "Singer Wanted" CityPaper ad. I stand outside my car door, looking toward the right rear, and watch my brother back his truck out of an adjacent parking space. Next thing I know, a blue Grand Am nails his driver side rear panel.
I couldn't believe what I just saw, let alone my situation. Picture it... Me standing in front of my car, person on the phone telling me his interests in music, coffee burning my hand, my brother sticking his head out of his window in disbelief. Where the fuck was Rod Sterling?
Turns out the guy that hit my brother was his friend. Well, used to be his friend considering insurance battles aren't known for bring people closer together.
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wow, where the <bleep> did that come from???
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