Ok here's mine. .
When I was 16 I bought my first car. I had a little part-time job and I had saved for like a year to get this car. .
So my mom takes me to get the car. I'm all excited and as soon as I get it she's like, "Now you know there I gonna be rules to driving this car right

. Just because it was your money doesn't mean a damn thing!

"
So I was like. . . ok

. . I knew that was coming anyway.
So the next day or so. . I'm trying to make plans to see my little boyfriend. I wasn't allowed to date, so I was trying to figure out what lie I could make up to take my car and go see him.
So I go to my mom and I'm like. . .
Chicute: Hey Ma!!!

Mama: Hi

Chicutie: How was your day?

Mama: Fine

. You must want something

Chicutie: I don't want anything. I was just wondering if you could take me to the mall to return some clothes.
Mama: I'm tired. You can take your car up there. . . but come straight home.
Chicutie: Ok
So I'm like yes!!!!
I'm thinking I got at least 2 hours to go chill with him and come back right.
So I leave out. I get to a stop light and I'm fumbling with cds and shit. . messing with my cell phone. . totally ignoring traffic like a dumb ass. . .
And bammmmmmmmmmmmmm!
I smash into the car in front of me! I'm like

. . .FUCK!!
Because not only did I hit the car in front of me. . . I get into the accident the total
opposite direction of the mall. . . Like in a direction I could never justify being at. . .
So fast forward to me telling my mama about the accident on the phone. . .
Chicutie: Ma. . . I got into an accident. .
Mama:

omg what happened? Are you ok?
Chicutie: I hit a car from behind. . yea I'm ok.
Mama: Well I'm glad you're ok. Where are you? I'm on my way. . .
Chicutie: *hesitates*. . . . I'm on 79th and Western. . .
Mama: What in the hell were you doing over there? That's not even on the way to the mall

Chicutie: Well. . . see what happened was. . . I was trying to make a left turn but traffic was so heavy that I couldn't so I made a right instead. So I went down hoping to make a right at Western and that's where the accident happened. . .
Mama: Oh. . . ok. .


Well I'm on my way. .. .
She grilled my ass like 10 more times about the story. . .
Even made me explain on a map the exact sequence of things I did before I got into the accident. . .


She eventually ended up believing it. . . .

