Well that was not fun at all. My friend Bill called me and asked me to pick him up from work. I reluctantly agreed and went to get him. I got to the place he works at about 1:45. Left with him at about 5 till 2. I pull out onto the main road and head up the hill to a red light that is green. Well the drunk motherfucker in front of me thinks it is red and slams on his brakes and I rearend him! Not this guy is piss drunk and cant give me his insurance info, and then the cops happen by. Now they see this guy drunk off his ass and apparently assume i am too, because they have me take a breathalizer test. I passed of course, but the cops are being dicks to me for some reason. So the paramedics show up, I guess just because they had to, and examine me and my friend and the drunk. I fill out fucking reports and sign my life away and I am finaly able to leave without any problems. The drunk accepted responsability for the accident in the report, so i just have to call my insurance tomorrow and give them his info and see what happens.
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peggy:
By the way......you only have four tattoos....why does your profile say five?
peggy:
Nevermind....forgot the master one