So there I am driving through Rite Aid at 39th and Division, a little speedy I might add, and there you were walking out from behind a truck. On this rainy night neither of us knew that my car would dip into a pothole spewing a puddle of water almost picture perfectly onto the front of you. What did I do? Well I did the one thing that was difficult not to do, laugh hysterically. What did I want to do? In retrospect I would've stopped and gave you a beer since your nonchalant display of humility was worth way more. I don't know what else besides the beer I would've done since I didn't have anything to dry you off with. The look on your face was of partial blame since it was raining and the timing was just all wrong, but seriously I should've given you a beer for such a graceful reception of street water to the chest.