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Monday morning, around 2 a.m. I was in bed trying to go to sleep.  Natasha called, she was on her way home from taking our drunk friend home.  She told me she was on her way.

20 minutes later the phone rang again.

Natasha's mom said that apparently there was an accident, and she didn't know much more than that.  This was such a terrible feeling... I

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[thomasngo]

I'm glad she's alright. That lady has a little bit of the Brian Peppers look to her with that lazy eye.

[retroactively]

Wow that motherfucker will haunt my dreams.

[magicpenguin]

whoa, thomas is right she reminds me of brian peppers in a weird way too

I don't understand what is so hard about paying attention while you're driving. ESPECIALLY if you're drunk! fucking christ. maybe my level of self-control carries over into my level of intoxication... or maybe, more likely, people are just fucking retards. it's too bad today's society's way of darwin-ing people off the planet has to potentially take others down with them.

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For real, huh? What if drunk driving only cause spontaneous combustion instead of accidents? AMAZING.

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Yeah, I wasn't thinking straight when that happened. I went into autopilot mode when the front desk lady was asking me questions, luckily, I don't think Afraid Aaron knows Natasha's middle name.

[punkgirlbri]

I'm glad she's okay!!

that ginger bitch >_

[retroactively]

Word, if she had a soul I'd wish for it to be eternally damned, right?

[guitarlegend]

Sorry you had to go through that those feelings are never easy.

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Yeah, that was eye opening