So, yeah. Brad just got hit by a car. Afterwards, this chick walks up and comments to him, deadpan, "well, you couldn't have been hit that hard because you're still standing". Then she asked for a light. Some people don't deserve to procreate. I would've started some trouble except it was a woman. Plus, the other two people around represented two different positions. The first was merely amazed Brad was alive and talking. Every few seconds he'd shake his hand as if he'd just met the craziest stuntman ever and got a sweet autograph. (Trust me, from seeing Brad get hit it was a little surreal.) The second was really uncomfortable with the fact that his friend had just run over someone, and kept apologizing for the fact that the incident had taken place. What exactly do you say to someone in this situaion? I guess I'd probably act the same way...mumble platitudes and express profound sorrow. The social implications were explosive. I'm just glad the original idiot wasn't there. I chased after him for a block but he drove off. If anyone knows a complete jerk who drives a volvo stationwagon in dc and refers to it as the "red rocket" tell me who they are. The kid's name is Tom. I'll re-arrange their face...er...priorities.