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Carey and I went to a Superbowl party yesterday at the house of one of the guys Carey is recording right now. I didn't know anyone which was actually fine because the game was on and there was friend chicken, kettle chips, beer and monkey bread. Then one of the guys walked in and asked who owned the grey Honda. Remember when we'd owned it for less than 24 hours when it got hit and run at that company thing? And then remember when I crashed two cars within a month of each other right after that? Well, McFate is still having a laugh. One of the party's attendees backed into us, cracking holes in the front bumper and denting the hood. At least this one wasn't my fault and the perpetrator fessed up. We are letting her pay for it out of pocket without contacting the insurance companies but shiiiiiiit. What a pain in the @ss.