beer.
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My suitemate crashed my brand new mo-ped the second day I got it. He wanted to try it out, I agreed even though I barely knew him cause I'm too nice I guess. He got on, floored it and hit a curb, then flew down a hill, one of the dumbest things I've ever seen. He wasn't hurt, but he broke the fucking engine case and handbrake. It happened in front of most of our dorm hall, so he tried to play it off of course. I had surgery on my leg so my parents got it for me since freshmen aren't allowed to have cars, so it was kind of important to me. Needless to say I was pretty pissed, especially when instead of apologizing he just kept saying I should have told him how fast it was.
So what's the moral of this story? I'm confused. Never be generous? Cause thats a pretty shitty lesson.
So what's the moral of this story? I'm confused. Never be generous? Cause thats a pretty shitty lesson.