oh-ho!

two nights ago, i was riding to the house of curry, coco ichibanya, and i feebly attempted to jump the curb a la tony hawk or some other guy who is good with things or stuff, you know. i fell, i believe only witnessed by a drunken pachinko stumbler- by definition, someone who stumbles to and fro the pachinko parlour. 

i came away from the unfortunate incident with only a few minor scrapes and a bruised ego, as i had been recently claiming how much better i had become at maneuvering my pimp-mobile around town.

Unfortunately, some considerable damage was inflicted upon said pimp-mobile.

I will cry myself to sleep now.