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The headlights are coming at me, I thought that they might stop, but suddenly it hits me, truly like a rock. Down I go, lights are out, here I lay, what was that about? When I regain my senses & ask around, the medic informs me someone tried to warn me. Now here i lay, all drugged up, whole body hurts, waiting for the nurse. I ask her to help, this is just my luck. Guess you shouldn't play chicken with a Chevy truck. "He will never **** you, but he will save your life if you allow him to."
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Feb 13, 2011
Feb 13, 2011 at 4:55 PM UTC
Chicken
The headlights are coming at me, I thought that they might stop, but suddenly it hits me, truly like a rock. Down I go, lights are out, here I lay, what was that about? When I regain my senses & ask around, the medic informs me someone tried to warn me. Now here i lay, all drugged up, whole body hurts, waiting for the nurse. I ask her to help, this is just my luck. Guess you shouldn't play chicken with a Chevy truck. "He will never **** you, but he will save your life if you allow him to."
sarah-alana-cayton
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Feb 13, 2011
Feb 13, 2011 at 4:55 PM UTC
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