So, at the end of a ridiculous fourth of July night of shreddin the independence day parties. It was time to call it quits and head home. My drunk dumb ass decided it'd be funny to jump on the hood of my friends moving vehicle crab walk style (for those who don't know what that is, its when you're laying down on your back, put your hands and feet down as and lift yourself like you're bout to hump big time) anyways, my magical dumbass decided to jump forward off the moving vehicle to land dead on my ass and get ran over a little bit. I really don't remember me doin that, but I do remember seeing the front of the car aim towards my face and quickly swerve inches away from a head splatter disaster. I found myself on the floor screaming in agony " MY ASS!! MY LEGSS! MY ASSSS! MY LEGS", only cause I found myself with boxer shredded, and behind the shredded boxers and RIPPED apart ass, I'm talkin next level road rash all over my ass( That picture of that guy is what I looked like except it wasnt my motorbike arm, just my whole african american booty). Both knees got worked, even my foot got shredded up and i dont know how, cause i was wearing shoes, so pretty much since saturday i've been bed wridden with a KFC grilled chicken lookin buttocks and some deli meat lookin knees, I think today is 4 of the healing process I can finally sit down, but I'm still walkin like Quasimoto after some gender confusion sex regrets. I really should have learned my lesson from prior before ( a video shot via cell device of me being level'd and jumping on the murderous car that cause this all like a week prior to this happening ) I give it a handful of more days, and I'll be back to shredding. As for drinking, hello alcohol vaction for me.