About ten minutes after we left that
photography place and Zazz continued to lie about never taking dick
pics Ronica called to let me know about an accident on the 10
freeway. I wasn't doing anything but quietly judging my best friend
so I decided to head over and help. I got there and kinda made the
situation worse.
The scene of an accident is already
full of chaos. Having the world's only superhero show up to help
doesn't...help. People tend to stare and take pictures instead of
handling business. I land next to a car that is smoking and gonna
blow up any second and half on top of this lady. I go to snatch it up
and an EMT screams at me.
“Panic, stop!”
“How come why?”
“Her legs are underneath! Suddenly
moving the pressure can make it worse!”
“That doesn't make any sense.”
“This is my job! I know what I'm
talking about!”
“So...I should leave?”
“Put out the goddamn fire and let us
do our job! Please?”
















