PsychoDsk
Just a guy | ᴀʀᴄʜɪᴛᴇᴄᴛ ᴏꜰ ꜰᴀᴛᴇ
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I'm so glad this dude was made out of titanium or some shit, fucking hell.
Alright, to give some context.
let me open up good old reliable paint.
This is the scenario right. Everyone understands?
Crossroads with 2 bike lanes, directions are visible with the arrows.
okay, now where was I and where was this blind mf?
yep, that's me and iron man.
As anyone in the history of humans would have done, I turn right like a good noble citizen. yay for me.
What does little iron-man do? Nigga is biking in the wrong lane in the OPPOSITE direction.
Out of habit I don't check the right because bikers and basically no one is supposed to be there, and I turn right at NORMAL speed.
Before I know it, this dude is doing 20 flips over the hood of my car. I'm shocked cuz like wtf is this guy doing and did I really just drive some mf off the road?
I park my car and step out to go check on this dude.
Before I could even step out, this nigga is standing there like this
I'm like alright dude what the fuck are you doing? and are you even okay?
Bro starts mumbling with not a single coherent sentence formed, I was already losing it thinking I turned this dude's brain into mush but turns out, ...
He just had a speech disability.
He tells me he's okay and has nothing but his bike is COMPLETELY totaled, wheel curved, steering stuff broken in 3 pieces and whatnot. Just done, over with.
Luckily for me there were 2 old men there that came over to help, they knew I was in the right and told me to just not call the police and exchange numbers with little stuttering iron man dude here. So I do that and call my mom cuz mommy needs to fix ts.
We all stand around the street waiting for my mom to come and tell me what to do cuz I'm a good boy.
We get into a convo about our lives etc and this dude starts telling me yea it's whatever, my friend is picking me up, 'I'm kinda high rn haha', too bad you didn't kill me!. We all look at him like this :
He was basically saying 'please kill me daddy I'm high and scum'. I was thinking 'good lord, what have I gotten myself into now' right.
yadayadayada more yap, atleast the old guys were completely supporting me and kinda bashing that dude because he was just high, weird and in the wrong anyway.
My mom shows up all mad and shit, ordered this dude to fill in one of these forms for insurance. Keep in mind, I JUST got a new car and this blind mf already scratched it and made a dent.
My mom got all his info and one of those forms signed so he's gonna have to pay for all that shit. No idea how he's gonna do that. He should probably scale his drug operations because this shit's boutta be expensive asf for him.
all set and done. Bro grabs this bike and just throws it in the bushes and steps on his friend's scooter and they drive off.
So YES, that bike is probably stolen and yes that nigga just committed another felony by stepping on his friend's scooter without a helmet.
What a delightful day that was!
I can not believe I genuinely just almost killed a junkie. Worst of all is, this dude probably enjoyed it anyway.
So yea, tomorrow I have to meet with the insurance company and get this little fucker to pay for the damages.
it's crazy aswell because yesterday I KNEW something was gonna happen, an accident or atleast something of that sort. I felt it, and today it happened.
Alright, to give some context.
let me open up good old reliable paint.
This is the scenario right. Everyone understands?
Crossroads with 2 bike lanes, directions are visible with the arrows.
okay, now where was I and where was this blind mf?
yep, that's me and iron man.
As anyone in the history of humans would have done, I turn right like a good noble citizen. yay for me.
What does little iron-man do? Nigga is biking in the wrong lane in the OPPOSITE direction.
Out of habit I don't check the right because bikers and basically no one is supposed to be there, and I turn right at NORMAL speed.
Before I know it, this dude is doing 20 flips over the hood of my car. I'm shocked cuz like wtf is this guy doing and did I really just drive some mf off the road?
I park my car and step out to go check on this dude.
Before I could even step out, this nigga is standing there like this
I'm like alright dude what the fuck are you doing? and are you even okay?
Bro starts mumbling with not a single coherent sentence formed, I was already losing it thinking I turned this dude's brain into mush but turns out, ...
He just had a speech disability.
He tells me he's okay and has nothing but his bike is COMPLETELY totaled, wheel curved, steering stuff broken in 3 pieces and whatnot. Just done, over with.
Luckily for me there were 2 old men there that came over to help, they knew I was in the right and told me to just not call the police and exchange numbers with little stuttering iron man dude here. So I do that and call my mom cuz mommy needs to fix ts.
We all stand around the street waiting for my mom to come and tell me what to do cuz I'm a good boy.
We get into a convo about our lives etc and this dude starts telling me yea it's whatever, my friend is picking me up, 'I'm kinda high rn haha', too bad you didn't kill me!. We all look at him like this :
He was basically saying 'please kill me daddy I'm high and scum'. I was thinking 'good lord, what have I gotten myself into now' right.
yadayadayada more yap, atleast the old guys were completely supporting me and kinda bashing that dude because he was just high, weird and in the wrong anyway.
My mom shows up all mad and shit, ordered this dude to fill in one of these forms for insurance. Keep in mind, I JUST got a new car and this blind mf already scratched it and made a dent.
My mom got all his info and one of those forms signed so he's gonna have to pay for all that shit. No idea how he's gonna do that. He should probably scale his drug operations because this shit's boutta be expensive asf for him.
all set and done. Bro grabs this bike and just throws it in the bushes and steps on his friend's scooter and they drive off.
So YES, that bike is probably stolen and yes that nigga just committed another felony by stepping on his friend's scooter without a helmet.
What a delightful day that was!
I can not believe I genuinely just almost killed a junkie. Worst of all is, this dude probably enjoyed it anyway.
So yea, tomorrow I have to meet with the insurance company and get this little fucker to pay for the damages.
it's crazy aswell because yesterday I KNEW something was gonna happen, an accident or atleast something of that sort. I felt it, and today it happened.
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