Earn Money Sleeping
by
Bob Nye


I noticed that underneath him was a motorcycle handlebar.
He had been driving drunk at about 75mph on a Harley lost
control went up over the curb and into a cement wall. He
was 22. He was thrown so far that i never saw the rest of 
the motorcycle.

In the back of the ambulance I concerned myself with cleaning
the blood and brains off my hands, arms, and shirt. I didn't 
even try to work on the guy, he was gone. We got him to the 
emergency room and suprise suprise they pronounced him dead.




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