She looked at Mad Rogan. “What did you do?” Mad Rogan opened his mouth. She turned to me. “What did he do?” “He got hit by a car,” I said. The woman pivoted back to Mad Rogan. “Why in the world would you do a stupid thing like that?” Mad Rogan opened his mouth again to say something. “Don’t you have an army of badasses to keep this exact thing from happening?” “I . . .” The woman turned to me. “What kind of car was it?” “An armored Escalade,” I said. “Well, at least it was a nice car.”
“At least it was a nice car hahahahha
