I drove home tonight, and the roads were slippery with ice, completely frozen over, and I was going forty around a curve, and I was passing a pickup truck, and I was singing as loud as I could, and thumping the wheel in a Billie Joe-induced haze, and the tires slipped
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Lovely morbidy story, of course.
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