I apologize for the late post, I had to let this event simmer in my head before I was able to fully retell the tale.
Bluntly: I saw a motorcyclist ride into the side of a car at 50 miles per hour.
I'll let that little piece of imagery linger with you for a while before I cock slap you with this:
It was downhill.
And we (Chiodo, Ash, and The King) got a perfect view of the women's faces inside the car. It was a combinaiton of fear and "Can I suck your dick?"
I have a theory that all women's emotions are a combination of pretentiousness, whoreishness, and fear.
Anyways, this little crash up happened to occur on Chiodo's birthday, confirming to him that the spirit of death lingers about him and that he'll die within two years.
I never said he was an optimistic son of a gun.
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