I bought a pair of boxcutters yesterday. I had bought two before, and neither of them have worked. Fancy ones, with “blade replacement systems” and such. Hell, with it, I’m getting the same one my Dad had for his whole life. Simple, to the point. I am my father.
“whoever that is”… right…
Anyhow, Dad got into a much worse bike accident, I’m still looking OK in comparison. 🙂
Good point made by Bucky, whoever that is. While we’re on the topic of ass-ident, honorable mention to MG, who picked up the victim moments after the crash.
Also, if you are going to be more like your father, after all of your children have been born, you’ll have to do a much better job of not remembering their names.
If you are going to be your father, you better learn to be a better bike rider. And not get hit by cars in front of liquor stores in the Centre of town.