Heart attack of the day
As we have all learned from watching Cops, trying to escape the police via high-speed car chase never, ever succeeds. So it is some small comfort to know that the jackhole who, in attempting to avoid being pulled over in his fancy automobile*, DROVE UP ONTO THE SIDEWALK FOUR FEET AWAY FROM MY CHILD**, will surely be rotting in jail tonight.
*Probably stolen. Or full of drugs. Either one.
**That is the last time I ever let her run ahead of me.*** My throat still hurts from screaming.
***At least the squad car in pursuit stopped long enough to let me run up and grab her before itself screeching off down the sidewalk, sirens blaring.
*Probably stolen. Or full of drugs. Either one.
**That is the last time I ever let her run ahead of me.*** My throat still hurts from screaming.
***At least the squad car in pursuit stopped long enough to let me run up and grab her before itself screeching off down the sidewalk, sirens blaring.
Labels: city life, mama drama
posted by electriclady at 7:08 PM
7 Comments:
OMG. Do you think your heart will settle down before the end of the year? Holy hell.
I'm glad she's OK. Good lord.
Jesus, what a time to be in the 2ww. I'd be on the floor with a fifth of vodka right now. So glad she was OK.
Wow. I can very well envision. It makes me sick to think to think about it. Very happy that nothing bad happened.
I'd have died on the spot, I think.
I can envision this so easily that I'm having my OWN heart attack.
So thankful she's okay.
No! My hands are sweating. Awful.
May the driver leave prison no longer a virgin!
How is BT doing? Did she say anything to you?
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