no those are gone.
I saw one of my best friends lying dead in a casket yesterday. I really do hate funerals, viewings and the whole process of mourning. When I die, just put me in a cardboard box and leave me in the woods.
Today someone tried to kill me. I was riding my bike to my realty office to pay rent a half month late. I kept pace with traffic but had some asshole in a BMW behind me for two blocks. He was repeatedly honking his horn and yelling for me to “get the fuck off of the road.” I crossed the 9th street light and heard him roar his engine behind me. Drivers do this all the time in Philly to scare cyclists off of the road. I ignored it until I felt my back wheel start to slide and the next thing I know my leg is caught in between my frame and a tacoed wheel. I can’t breathe and I’m moaning on the street bleeding out of my knees, elbows and side. Fortunately my accident blocked traffic and prevented this guy from driving away. The police took his information and explained to me they would take my bike to the precinct. I was put in an ambulance and taken to the hospital. Upon leaving the hospital I called the police to find out about retrieving my bike. They so kindly informed me that they didn’t pick it up but moved it to the side of the street and left it. I am bikeless, bruised, bloody and furious.
What’s a couple more?