It was supposed to be fun, instead it turned into an
accident. A game of chicken: two cars racing towards each other at full speed.
Only the chicken would turn away first, and I wasn’t going to be it. Bobby
wasn’t either. As we approached Bobby got too close and looked like I was gonna
be blown to smithereens. I closed my eyes, bracing for impact. When I opened
them I thought I was hallucinating. I was in the land of Oz and all these small
ass munchkin duded were singing some falalala bull shit. Ugh, I wish I was
dead, this sucks!
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