A classic voicemail from the witness to an accident.
Tuesday, September 11, 2012
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Thanks!
In the beginning it seems a bit fake, but the guy's laugh is genuine and infectious.
Made my day!
I'm tellin' you right now, y'all gotta watch out for us old ladies. We nasty!
I'm familiar with the old 'I just caused an accident, therefore I'll get mad at everyone else' thing.
I lived on a quiet street. It was quiet, but a quarter mile long and straight as an arrow leading up to a T intersection. There was a house across the intersection, and if you squinted just right, after drinking a quart of liquor, the driveway looked like a very short continuation of that quarter mile long street.
The owner of that house had many, many young men drive their car into his house in the early hours. The most amusing, for me, were the ones when the driver stumbled out of his car to yell at the house.
I imagine such young men have since worn tea bags on their heads.
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