Something happened to me last Friday, and I didn't really realize that it was a slightly freakishly thing until... well until I told my mom about it and she laughed her ass off. I thought I'd share my misfortune with the ones who truly care about me

(yea, that's you guys)
I was driving down the road jammin to some music, smokin a cig and my boyfriend was in the passenger seat. I finished my cig and threw it out the window and thought I saw it come back inside the car so I turned around and leaned up a little and realized it was sitting on the rim of my pants right above my ass crack burning a hole in my back. I, of course, freaked out and yelled at my boyfriend to take the wheel. Me being a dumb ass to begin with and panicking on top of that, I leaned forward even more to try and grab the butt before it reached.. my butt. Sadly.... you know what happened. I told him to turn into the closest store, which was fairly close and in sight but I swear it took 10 minutes to get there. This whole time I have a lit cig butt burning my left ass cheek. We got to the store, I jumped out of the car and pulled my pants down.... People were at the store... watching... dammit...
So now I have a big band-aid on my ass cheek. How cool am I?
Here's the thing, though. I never found the cig butt... I'm a little afraid to think of where it would have ended up...