Yeah, I'm usually pretty good about it, but today, I have no idea why I hadn't been buckled, and I don't know how much I care at this point. I'm just glad my friend and I are ok.
I'm sorry about your friend's son... My friend almost tried to start the engine after the accident, I think mostly in a dazed state, but luckily I stopped him. Could've been alot worse.
"Somebody told me when the bomb hits, everybody in a two mile radius will be instantly sublimated, but if you lay face down on the ground for some time, avoiding the residual ripples of heat, you might survive, permanently fucked up and twisted like you're always underwater refracted. But if you do go gas, there's nothing you can do if the air that was once you is mingled and mashed with the kicked up molecules of the enemy's former body. Big-kid-tested, motherf--ker approved."
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