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THE SIGN IS RIGHT IN FRONT OF YOU

By: a guest on Feb 17th, 2013  |  syntax: None  |  size: 0.47 KB  |  hits: 40  |  expires: Never
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  1. There I am driving home from the event: cigar in mouth, brylcreem in hair, hand on the wheel. It'll be a good night, everyone else is busy. I make a hard U-turn because it's the New Hampshire and fuck people. But then it all goes wrong - my binders fly back in the passenger seat and catch the sunset in just a way that I am blinded by the light. I'm going a good 70 down a residential road and I don't need this shit, so I lean over, push them back and my eyes are back on th- SHIT