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Journal MonkeysKickAss's Journal: My Dream of A Thousand Poles 1

A while ago I was sitting in my car about to get out when a ford explorer skids on the ice into my car, which is a small two door and has horrible crash test rating and so it put a big dent in the driver's side quarter panel. Now this car is pretty new to me because I have only had it for about two and a half months, before I got this car I was in an accident where a fucking dumbass cunt blew through a stop sign and forced my car over and my car hit the curb going about 25-35 mph. Both airbags went off, the windshield cracked, and the front axle broke (I noticed that the tires were pointing in opposite directions) which is really bad because it has front wheel drive. So right away I get out of the car and start chasing that cunt screaming about how much of a dirty cunt and fucking whore she was and how I was going to fucking kill her. When she finally stopped she came over and was like "o I so sorry I couldn't see you cause your headlight were not on" so I say I don't give a fuck you fucked up my car she says "its not too messed up" me say "look at the fucking tires they don't face in the same direction." By now the police come and ask what happens so I tone it down a bit cause I don't like police and they hate me, then I get dragged and strapped into a stretcher and taken to the hospital in an ambulance. Ok so last night I had a dream I was driving the car that got hit by the explorer on some mountain trail or countryside back roads, where I slammed into a telephone pole, and then another, and another for about ten more times and it felt real not like a dream. Then the police come because there was a telephone pole lying on my car and I was stuck in it and was all bloody and I could see a bone sticking put of my arm. So they ge the jaws of life to get me out but I try to make them leave but they wont so I turn the car on and floor it running over a bunch of cops and some other people and then finally I hit another pole and now my legs get severed off and now I just cant move or do anything so basically waiting for death and then I wake up and it felt so real, but my legs are still attached.
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