The friend of mine that went to the Iron Maiden show with me and had his wife leave him while we were at the show got hit by a car driven by a 77 year old woman and later died on the operating table. His aorta was severed and the doctors couldn't save his life. The local detectives started contacting me on Thursday of last week looking for his wife. The detectives said they knew I was related to them and needed my help. I immediately thought that my buddy had committed suicide but later found out that wasn't the case. I got in touch with his wife finally on Friday night and she drove back here from Kentucky Saturday morning. I had to go with her to the coroner's office to id the remains with her. I never ever want to do anything like that again. My buddy was supposed to be going to Ozzfest with me on Tuesday but that's all fucked up now. I really fucking hate life right now. Not sure if I want to go to any more shows this year or ever again.
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sorry broski
Top it off with the fact that this all happened at 2 in the morning and it make me wonder what the fuck that old lady was doing out driving around at 2 in the morning. The detectives asked that, the family has asked that, and even the coroner asked the same question.