Is Being Terrible So Bad?
So I’m sitting with the bf, we’re watching the news. The reporters relay a story about a college student who drove off a cliff, seriously injuring himself after texting, ‘I should stop texting while I’m driving or I could die’. This is the point when many people would gasp at the horror and irony. Yeah, not me. Before I can stop myself, I giggle. Then I giggle some more. Pretty soon, tears are rolling down my cheeks and I’m holding my sides.
“I’m a horrible person,” I gasp between my finally dying chuckles.
“Yes, you are, Sweetie, and that’s why I love you.”
“Why would he even text that? Why wouldn’t he just think it and then stop fucking texting?”
One last hiccup and I manage to stop laughing entirely. Then the reporter says, “[blah blah blah] …as obvious as the terrible scars on his face and neck.” and I almost fall off the sofa, I’m laughing so hard.
“Who writes this shit?” I cry.
“Someone who should spend more time texting and driving.”
“Now you’re the horrible person,” I sober up.
“It takes one to love one,” responds the smart ass boyfriend.
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I have to agree with you, D. C. People who text and drive are just asking for trouble. I can’t even safely text and walk! To me it would be like reading and driving….. so not safe. But I would do the same thing you did most likely. Such irreverence makes us better people. Lol
Yes, texting and driving is not safe. This guy tempted fate on a whole ‘nutha level.
Bet he gets an entry in the Darwin awards even if he did survive.
He has to at least get a nod!
I was sitting with someone who was pontificating about how he never chokes when he chews on those sharp wooden toothpicks, when he choked on the toothpick. I was laughing so hard I couldn’t help him. I actually fell off my chair. Someone else had to call 9-1-1 while I convulsed in hysterical laughter.
I too am a terrible person.
Bwahahaha! That reminds me of a “first” date I was on. The guy asked if I wanted to eat the chili pepper on our appetizer platter. “Isn’t that really spicy?” I asked. He told me that, no, it was not. It was just a bit tangy. Then he bit into it and almost died. His face turned beet red, tears streaming as he started to choke. The waitress ran over with a pitcher of water while I laughed my ass off.
My Mum only watches downhill skiing in the hopes someone with fall over. It’s not fun if theydon’t, apparently. Do you feel better now?
And Dad and I are avid readers of the Darwin Awards.
You’re not horrible, you just appreciate natural selection at work!