Yesterday, (no joke), my friend, Nate, was driving a bend with an inch of water on the road, and skidded into the shoulder of the bend at 30 mph. All in all we were ok (seatbelts) except for his cut eyebrow and my arm. Stupidly we began joking to a close friend that we were in the hospital, 'I was being given morphine for my sprained arm. Nate was throwing up blood and laughing about it. Then we said he died.' She was flipping out, told her mom and her mom began calling hospitals around the area. Nate then told her we were kidding. She was disapointed as what. And her mom probably hates us now.
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