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Originally posted by phredgreen
it wasn't intentional, but it may as ell have been... my city (mesa) is just that... a large, flat parcel of land. during the lunch break a bunch of dipshits got themselves high and a bit liquored up then wen joyriding... they were running down the mesa (large grade) at or around 75 mph... an older couple in a minivan started pulling out of a side street as these ocks were nearing the bottom, the dipshits had no control of their truck and struck the van, glancing off of it and hitting HARD into a power pole... destroed the truck, killed the two passengers and seriously fucked up the driver...
i didn't know any of these dipshits, but i felt an odd, almost smug sense of satisfaction when i found out what had happened. darwinism at its best.
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That was kind of the same thing as the three guys in my town who burned up drag racing. They got drunk and stoned, ran a red light racing someone, then slammed into a tanker trunk. The car got stuck under it and burst into flames burning up all three. And the town acts like they died heroically in battle or something.
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