stuped crashes

Coming home I drove into the wrong house and collided with a tree I don't have. The other car collided with mine without giving me warning of its intention. I thought my window was down, but I found it was up when I put my head through it. I collided with a stationary truck coming the other way. A pedestrian hit me and went under my car. The guy was all over the road. I had to swerve several times before I hit him. I pulled away from the side of the road, glanced at my mother in law and headed over the embankment. In an attempt to kill a fly, I drove into a telephone pole. I had been shopping for a plant all day and was on my way home. As I reached an inter-section a hedge sprang up, obscuring my vision and I did not see the other car. I had been driving for 40 years when I fell asleep at the wheel and had an accident. I was on the way to the doctor with rear end trouble when my universal joint gave way causing me to have an accident and damage my big end. As I approached the intersection a sign appeared in a place where no stop sign had ever appeared before. I was unable to stop in time to avoid the accident. To avoid hitting the bumper of the car in front I stuck a pedestrian. My car was legally parked as it backed into another vehicle. An invisible car came out of nowhere, stuck my car and vanished. I told the police that I was not injured, but on removing my hat I found that I had a fractured skull. I was sure the old fellow would never make it to the other side of the road when I struck him. The pedestrian had no idea which direction to run. So I ran over him. I saw a slow moving, sad faced old gentleman as he bounced off the roof of my car. The indirect cause of the accident was a little guy in a small car with a big mouth. I was thrown from my car as it left the road. I was later found in a ditch by some stray cows. The telephone pole was approaching. I was attempting to swerve out the way when I struck the front end. The accident was caused by me waving to the man I hit last week. I knocked over a man, he admitted it was his fault as he'd been knocked over before.
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yeah i hate dreams that make you think
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[Anonymous]
Kid, listen to me: I'm fat too, it's not a handycap. So drop the self-loathing, lose the surliness, and ditch the Metallica crap. You're wasting your time.
[Anonymous]
LOL. I didn't know anyone liked Johnny the Homicidal Maniac. I love that little guy. Yea, SG ROX!