| so anyway... i was driving this ford fiesta |
| or maybe i was pulling into it--that doesn't matter |
| but the car i hit was even crappier than mine |
| so i just reversed and was gonna leave |
| i was backing out of a parking space |
| it was all beat up and stuff and it was blue |
| and walked to wherever i was going |
| coming from his car |
| so derek (my nephew) climbed over the fence |
| in our neighbor's yard |
| and popped the baloons |
| they were blaming it on this truck that was parked down the street |
| because |
| i didn't understand it |
| or at least that's what everyone was saying |
| i don't know why, but it was somehow related to what i did earlier at that very spot |
| (or maybe it was smoke) |
| but i was in a rush so... |
| i'd deal with it later |
| but then i hit another car (this time a nice one) |
| i just parked the car a couple spaces over |
| the thing is that i hit a car while i was doing whatever i was doing |
| when i came back to the parking lot there was a big commotion |
| dylan's car was sitting there with steam |