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I was heading north on the Ventura Freeway 101 (So. Calif) yesterday, when I noticed heading south was a police escort of some kind. All of a sudden the traffic stopped, I screeched to a halt, and the guy behind me bashed into my left bumper, taking out the bumper and light. I pulled over to my right to get on the shoulder of the road and he promptly pulled out to the left and sped off. It was an old beater car, the kind that screams "I have no insurance". The cop that took the report told me that the hoo-hah heading south was Vice-President Curled-Lip's (not his words) motorcade and people stopped to have a look. Isn't that nice?
Now for the good news. I am a commercial property manager and I was on my way to let a locked-out tenant back in their suite. My boss told me not to bother with my insurance company, since they'll probably find an excuse to raise my rate since they have to shell out the whole amount. He is paying for the whole thing out of his pocket, because I was in an accident on company time and I volunteered to let the lock-out back in. He's even paying for the rental car. Plus, I found out that the architect in my company hates Bush and Cheney as much as I do and we spent the rest of the day tearing Cheney a new one.
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