A Manic Depressive Named Laughing Boy

Oh God… It looks like Allan Ray's eye.

"Insurance information! Right!"

Where is it? Where is it?

Five minutes later:
"I'm sorry. I can't find it. Do you have a card? I'll e-mail it to you. I promise!"

Ten minutes later:
Fuck. I forgot to note the damage to his car.

Fifteen minutes later:
I should probably renew my auto insurance before reporting the accident.

I am now just one right taillight away from completing a corner light grand slam.


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