[The_Return]

Ive posted this here before I think, but it's a story that I love to tell...so sit back my friends, and hear the story about the day your friendly neighbourhood Vampenguin was mere minutes away from losing his life.

This happened two, maybe three summers ago.

First off, I should explain how my driveway is set up. It's on the side of our house, ad right at the end are stairs to go up to the deck. Our neighbour's driveway is directly across from ours.

Anyway, I had a few of my friends over and we were bored to tears. I suggested we watch a movie, but as I didnt have anything they were interested in (this was before I was really into collecting), we decided to go to Blockbuster. Takes about 5 minutes to walk there.

When we get there, we argue about what movie to get for at least 20 minutes, maybe more. Eventually, I get kinda fed up, and suggest that I close my eyes, grab something random off a shelf, and be done with it. They agreed, and I wound up with "Malibu's Most Wanted".

So, 5 minutes or so later, we're back to my house. Walk up the stairs to the porch, go in through the back door, walk around to the living room (which has a big window facing the driveway). Just as we walk into the room, we hear a deafening crash. Not exaggerating at all, Ive never heared anything louder in my life.

I turn and look out the window...the gas pedal on my neighbour's car got stuck, so when he went to pull out of his driveway...he slammed dead-on into the deck...totally destroying the stairs, marking up his car pretty damn good. Had we stayed and argued at Blockbuster for another minute, we would have been standing right on the stairs when the car hit.