well i had an intersting day today. started out normal. worked till 3:30 pm. got home, picked up chris; anna, and bobby lynne and went to a freind of mines house from the charcoal factory because he said that he had a lot of lights up and he wanted me to see them. so we went back to his place. a thirty something mile treck. chris anna and bobby lynne thought it took forever. it was just a normal days drive to and fro for me though. i work right accross the street from where this guy lived.
anyway. so we went and saw them. they were not as exciting or enticing as i thought they would be. but they were cool to me none the less. he put a lot of work into them. and he and his neighbor accross the street are in competition with each other to see who can have the best front yard.
so we went there and did that. on the way back everyone had to partake of the porcelin. so we pulled into one of the many unfine hick owned and operated ones down here. we did what we had to do. i bought chris a quart of chocolate milk. all was well.
then we went out to the car to leave. me and chris got in. anna was buckling bobby lynne in and i thought that she was done with that, she was talking and we were all laughing, and i thought i heard her car door close so i started to drive. i felt a slight bump and heard her scream "what the fuck..."
i ran over her foot....
i never got out of a car quicker in my whole freakin life...lol i have so many guilt coupons right now you just don't know...
anyway. she's okay. a little sore and freaked. but i didn't break her foot. i kind of had this image of pulling her shoe off and seeing her toes punched out like squished grapes. but she wiggled them. and she seems fine. she told me that i owe her quervo for it. i agree.
how do you say i'm sorry i ran you over..? well besides not doing it again....
anyway. so we went and saw them. they were not as exciting or enticing as i thought they would be. but they were cool to me none the less. he put a lot of work into them. and he and his neighbor accross the street are in competition with each other to see who can have the best front yard.
so we went there and did that. on the way back everyone had to partake of the porcelin. so we pulled into one of the many unfine hick owned and operated ones down here. we did what we had to do. i bought chris a quart of chocolate milk. all was well.
then we went out to the car to leave. me and chris got in. anna was buckling bobby lynne in and i thought that she was done with that, she was talking and we were all laughing, and i thought i heard her car door close so i started to drive. i felt a slight bump and heard her scream "what the fuck..."
i ran over her foot....
anyway. she's okay. a little sore and freaked. but i didn't break her foot. i kind of had this image of pulling her shoe off and seeing her toes punched out like squished grapes. but she wiggled them. and she seems fine. she told me that i owe her quervo for it. i agree.
how do you say i'm sorry i ran you over..? well besides not doing it again....
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The guilt sux but I wouldn't sweat it, it wasn't intentional and she knows that.
It's not like you cut the brakeline just before you knew she would be driving through the Ozarks on a rainy day. Not to mention removing the brake pedals rubber and greasing down the bare metal brake pedal and siliconing her size 7 tennis shoe....but.....ummmm
yeah... so how about them Red Sox?