Later that day, while still recovering from the trauma of the naked bikers, we see the car coming toward us down the street stop short and we hear a loud bang. We thought the car hit a parked car. Nope, the guy hit a little boy who ran out into the street. So everyone goes running over to see if he's okay, the driver gets out, and the kid's father comes running. The kid is screaming at the top of his lungs and his father picks him up, and he and the driver started having words. Well, things got heated fast and the dad dropped his crippled child onto the pavement to start punching the guy in the face. So they just start going at it while the kid is wailing on the ground. Amazing parenting.
Going to the White Stripes concert tonight and off to Switzerland tomorrow, where the people are historically neutral and usually clothed.
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