VERY FUNNY
SO HOW ABOUT THIS....
I'm on my home from my aunts house in Orlando at 4:15am after a few hours of sleep on my way to work, driving on 528. I get close to my exit for 95, doing about 75mph, let off the gas and im probably still doing about 60-65 by the time i get to the exit ramp, nothing crazy. I tap on my brakes some to slow down, and i fish tail.......
I swerve one way, back the other, I slide in to my passenger seat from the truck whipping around (because like always, I'm not wearing my seat belt), grab the "Oh shit" bar, and think to myself, "I'm going to get in to an accident."
My truck skids off the left side of the ramp, the back passenger side of my truck slams a palm tree, knocking off the rear wheel, I fly out of the passenger window and end up on the ground, next to my truck thinking "what the fuck just happened?" and "am i alright?"
I get up with nothing but a couple minor skratches (I've had worse from playing drums) and a sore neck and back. I call my mom, call the police, get my (totalled) truck towed, and now im home thinking of how lucky i am.
Now, looking at that past entry, isn't it ironic? Don't ya think?
and to all my friends who responded or didn't to my last drunken entry, i love you all dearly.
I feel like one lucky bastard right now.
I'm on my home from my aunts house in Orlando at 4:15am after a few hours of sleep on my way to work, driving on 528. I get close to my exit for 95, doing about 75mph, let off the gas and im probably still doing about 60-65 by the time i get to the exit ramp, nothing crazy. I tap on my brakes some to slow down, and i fish tail.......
I swerve one way, back the other, I slide in to my passenger seat from the truck whipping around (because like always, I'm not wearing my seat belt), grab the "Oh shit" bar, and think to myself, "I'm going to get in to an accident."
My truck skids off the left side of the ramp, the back passenger side of my truck slams a palm tree, knocking off the rear wheel, I fly out of the passenger window and end up on the ground, next to my truck thinking "what the fuck just happened?" and "am i alright?"
I get up with nothing but a couple minor skratches (I've had worse from playing drums) and a sore neck and back. I call my mom, call the police, get my (totalled) truck towed, and now im home thinking of how lucky i am.
Now, looking at that past entry, isn't it ironic? Don't ya think?
and to all my friends who responded or didn't to my last drunken entry, i love you all dearly.
I feel like one lucky bastard right now.