Something to talk about
There are days when I have to think about a topic for this site, weighing the pros and cons of various esoteric essays and the effort required to compose them. Sometimes I just opt for saying nothing because I don't want to be someone who blogs about their intestinal distress (as a friend of mine used to say).
And then there are those days when my car is rammed at a stoplight in Opa Locka by two thugs with guns and drugs trying to evade a multi-car police chase.
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You are blessed with a most interesting life!
p.s. Hope you are okay, of course.
Oh nooooooo. Not more damage to the car.
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kevin, you certainly are a s**t magnet :-D
goodness!
If that happened to me, I suspect I'd have intestinal distress, too.
Glad you weren't beaten up and arrested for obstructing justice, resisting arrest, and DWB (driving while blogging).
"If that happened to me, I suspect I'd have intestinal distress, too."
Or possibly involuntary intestinal relief...
Oh my gosh! That's awful!! (What were you doing in Opa Locka)
No fair! I've driven through Opa-Locka countless times, even the really shitty parts, and nothing's ever happened to me, even when I was looking for it so I could get some crazy pictures.
Hope you didn't get hurt. That is really bad luck. Also hope the cops caught those idiots.
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