Don't Be Stupid

My step sister recently got a nice, brand new car that I'm almost positive she didn't pay a penny for.  She just turned 16 this past summer and already has a new car? Yeah, anyways, so she has a new car and when I found this out, I'll admit I was jealous.  I still have my first car-- a 1999 Oldsmobile Cutlass (Big Agnes). She's treated me well, and has lasted over the years. I got her when I was 17, and I had to pay a third of the cost, mind you. I'm now almost 21 and still have 'er.  Anyways, obviously I was jealous. But that's besides the point.

Hahaha I can't draw cars worth a crap.  Anyways, last month I'm talking to my dad and he tells me that my step sister totaled her car. Not just a fender bender. Totaled. Gee, I thought, maybe that's why you don't buy 16 year olds brand new cars.  Apparently it went down like this.  The roads were slippery and icy, and my step mom told her not to go to this particular friend's house because she lived on a back road that was bound to not have been treated.

Well, she decides to go anyway, because what 16 year old can resist rebelling against what anyone else would see as a perfectly acceptable request?  Anyways, I guess she got her friend successfully, and then on the way home there was a downhill slope with a curve at the bottom, and a nice friendly tree just waiting to be hit.

 

And hit it they did.  Okay, so there wasn't an explosion. And everyone was okay! (I wouldn't be writing this post if they weren't--I'm not that big of a bitch).  Apparently they weren't wearing their seatbelts. And apparently she had the nerve to tell my father "Seatbelts aren't cool."

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I'm sorry, what!?  What an idiot..... She's lucky she didn't go through the windshield.  I don't really know what the point of this was. I hadn't written in a while and my last post was all depressing and picture-less. Anyways, the moral of the story is... Don't be stupid.