dookie danger was hit by a giganto suv driving asswipe. going about 45 mile an hour on s. lamar in austin late friday night.
the asswipe stopped. (i know unbelievable) he was drunk, a jerk, and uninsured. last time i checked he was still in jail.

the first three questions duke asked when the er people finally let me in to see him, (hours later all the while i'm thinking, yep he's dead, or oh sweet jesus, ((i don't even like jesus)) please let him be ok.....) were

am i dying?
is the bike ok?
will you stay with me?

to which i replied,

no.
no.
yes.

we just now got to take him home.

injuried.... oh yeah
one broken arm..... 4 screws one plate (he's so metal)
one broken leg..... big boot thingie in need of a few cocks drawn on it. 10-12 weeks.
head trauma out the wazoo.
tons of road rash, cuts that needed stitches but didn't get them, and bruises on top of bruises. and he bit his tongue so it swelled so much that he talked like a retard for almost three days.
he doesn't remember any of it, or a lot of the time we spent at the hospital. he's in A LOT of pain.
but.....
back to being a sarcastic ass hat, making demands, and in dire need of a blow job.

he's fucked, but not as fucked as he could be, or as bad off as he was a couple days ago.


the bike..... top tube broken in half, tires taco'd in two different directions, seat ripped and bent up, crank and crank arms bent, handle bars bent. fucked and fucked.