Hello, again. My name's Justin. You may know me from my numerous apperances in the backgrounds, of live "on location" newscasts. Or you might know me as your neighbor who walks by his windows all the time naked. Chances are (however), you don't know me. That's an aweful shame. I'm a nice guy. I have all my limbs in the right spots. I squeeze the charmin on occasion, but I clench whenever anything gets near my ass. It's a prison reflex.
So, if you haven't noticed, I don't post in here very much. Damn it though, I fully intend to post more... Like when anything interesting happens to me.
Like here's something fun!
The neighbor kid across the street from my parents, he got into a car accident with a bunch of his friends. Didn't have a seatbelt on, went out of the sun roof of the car, and hit a tree. (Or something) Right now, the kids he goes to school with at Park Senior High, are having a candle light vigil for him. Supposedly he's in intensive care, and there's about a 100 Park kids directly in front of our house.
I feel sorry for his family.
I also feel sorry for my Dad. He's a principal at Woodbury Senior High. The highschool that Park has a rival with. Now there's a 100 Park kids, who may or may not know that one of the principals of their rival school is right across their street... And did I mention, the kids... They have candles.
CANDLES!!!
There's really no point to this posting.
I do think it's kind of amazing though, that this kid got ejected out of a sun roof. I want to make horrible jokes here, but I'll reserve them for when the kid gets out of the hospital.
I can just imagine them in their car, driving down the back roads here; and a dear jumps out. They swerve, miss it, and slam the breaks on and stop on the side of the road. They all exhale deeply, look at each other, laugh... and then him and his seat get ejected out the top of the roof.
Yep. That's how I'm imagining it happened. You have fun imagining your own entertaining scenario for what happened in this car accident, and what put this kid in an icu. Grab Grandma and the kids, sit around the fireplace, and imagine your own grisley scenario for this battered teen.
I'll be at a super secret showing of Sin City tonight while you do that.
See you!
(In hell)
