Join Date: Feb 2019
Location: Michigan, New Baltimorish area
I can't laugh at the first part but when the light pole falls - I burst out laughing.
Can't imagine the road-rash on the knees and elbows.
Makes me reconsider my half-helmet after watching that painful face-plant.
Must have "looked" so cool and "felt" so nice in that cute summer outfit.
I wonder how they look and feel after that.
and, after re-watching, this must be a terminator or something, because it won't stay down...
There is thy gold, worse poison to men's souls,
Doing more murders in this loathsome world,
Than these poor compounds that thou mayst not sell.
I sell thee poison; thou hast sold me none.