Originally posted by: Mwilding
I have an image in my head of the OP standing outside his ex's house holding a boombox above his head blasting Peter Gabriel.
:music:In Your Eyes...:music:
Originally posted by: Whoozyerdaddy
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Originally posted by: FeuerFrei
I was on I-20 headed to Dallas. I suddenly notice cars ahead of me braking and moving off to the side. Directly ahead I can see an SUV, maybe a Chevy Trailblazer, sailing through midair spinning fast and finally coming to rest on its tires. Apparently the driver had grazed the cement divider beside the left lane at 70 mph or so, and sent the SUV flying. Just like the movies. It was a twisting rotation, not end-over-end flip.
Thanks to the fact that all the rotating took place in the air, rather than on the pavement, the driver was basically ok, and those witnesses who stopped on the shoulder, pulled her out from the side window. I was rushing to catch a flight so I just drove around. I was the first car to pass the wreck. No other vehicles were damaged.
Originally posted by: mugs
Originally posted by: FeuerFrei
I was on I-20 headed to Dallas. I suddenly notice cars ahead of me braking and moving off to the side. Directly ahead I can see an SUV, maybe a Chevy Trailblazer, sailing through midair spinning fast and finally coming to rest on its tires. Apparently the driver had grazed the cement divider beside the left lane at 70 mph or so, and sent the SUV flying. Just like the movies. It was a twisting rotation, not end-over-end flip.
Thanks to the fact that all the rotating took place in the air, rather than on the pavement, the driver was basically ok, and those witnesses who stopped on the shoulder, pulled her out from the side window. I was rushing to catch a flight so I just drove around. I was the first car to pass the wreck. No other vehicles were damaged.
You were in a Michael Bay movie. :Q
Originally posted by: mugs
Originally posted by: FeuerFrei
I was on I-20 headed to Dallas. I suddenly notice cars ahead of me braking and moving off to the side. Directly ahead I can see an SUV, maybe a Chevy Trailblazer, sailing through midair spinning fast and finally coming to rest on its tires. Apparently the driver had grazed the cement divider beside the left lane at 70 mph or so, and sent the SUV flying. Just like the movies. It was a twisting rotation, not end-over-end flip.
Thanks to the fact that all the rotating took place in the air, rather than on the pavement, the driver was basically ok, and those witnesses who stopped on the shoulder, pulled her out from the side window. I was rushing to catch a flight so I just drove around. I was the first car to pass the wreck. No other vehicles were damaged.
You were in a Michael Bay movie. :Q
Originally posted by: hopeless74
i bumped into the queen when i was kid
those few minutes played out like an episode from the wonder years or something
Originally posted by: mugs
Originally posted by: RocksteadyDotNet
Originally posted by: johnjohn320
Ever have a dramatic event in your life play out like it was written in a screenplay? First kiss with someone new, last conversation with a loved one on their death bed, something like that? Very often, these events seem to play out far differently than we anticipated, often without the dramatic flourish we see on the big screen. But sometimes, it really feels like it was written in a Hollywood studio.
My example: Years back, I had a sloppy breakup with a girl I was still madly in love with. We both knew the demise of our relationship was her fault. I was hurting pretty bad. Our last meeting (me removing the last of my things from her place) was the "dramatic event" in question. We had been calm and quiet through that whole part of the day. As I loaded the last thing into my car, she was still up on her porch. I closed the door, and she walked briskly out toward me. She burst into tears, held me and told me she was so sorry for how things turned out, and wished me well in the future. As she was walking out, I kid you not, it started pouring rain. We stood in the rain, getting soaked, for a good 5-10 minutes, just holding each other and her softly crying. With our hair matted to our heads and our clothes soaked through, we shared a final kiss-nothing sexual or graphic about it in any way, just a long, extremely emotional closed-mouth kiss. We didn't say another word, I got into my car and she watched me drive away.
Sounds cheesy as fuck, and I guess it is, but that moment will stay with me forever.
That's the gayest shit i've ever heard.
I laughed. Sorry.I hope you were at least trying to think of ways to get some sex out of her in those 5-10 minutes, otherwise there was no reason to stand there.
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