Cliffs:

Walked out to the parking lot at Barnes & Noble, saw some pieces of tail light on the ground. Oh wait it's from my car.

Saw a note from a guy named Dix Jarman ( :rofl: ), saying he'll pay for everything. Left me his phone number too. Seemed like a decent fella. Family man. Hit me with his Suburban. He said his truck was too long and didn't see my tiny ass car.

So I'm gonna call insurance now.

Fuckin' que.