Brainsalad
The frightening consequences of electroshock therapy

I'm a middle aged government attorney living in a rural section of the northeast U.S. I'm unmarried and come from a very large family. When not preoccupied with family and my job, I read enormous amounts, toy with evolutionary theory, and scratch various parts on my body.

This journal is filled with an enormous number of half-truths and outright lies, including this sentence.

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The nice thing about owning a piece of crap car

is that you don't really care about the dents when you get in an accident. I was coming off the arterial exit about two blocks from work when my car suddenly skidded out of control. I ended up taking out some street sign and getting stuck in an embankment. Nothing got hurt except the street sign and my car. Now there is some piece of my car that has bolts sticking to it hanging down from the undercarriage with only about an inch between it and the road. I'm sort of worried about it, but I'm going to start looking for another vehicle this week anyway.

Between the time of the accident and the time I pulled into our parking lot, it was only about twenty minutes. I had triple A, so it didn't cost anything to get the car towed out of the embankment. A cop made an accident report, but he didn't ticket me. I wonder if I'll see a bill for the sign. If I do, I could send them a bill for the undercarriage and claim it was their improperly salted road that caused the crash.

All in all, pretty minor as crashes go.


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