Parents are lazy these days, and nobody likes to take responsibility for their own actions.
“Grand Theft Auto made me kill Billy, amirite?”
I’m shocked that people don’t punch out their friends if they know they’re going to drive drunk. If you NEED to go home so bad, you shouldn’t be drinking, and if you don’t need to go home so bad, then you shouldn’t be driving. Pick one of the two.
It always seems to happen that the guy driving drunk walks away from an accident but the other people get completely fucked up or die. I had a e-friend who disappeared off the face of the earth for about a year. I later found out that he got t-boned by a drunk guy driving a raised jeep (DOUBLE KEWL) and basically the bumper hit him right in the side of the head. He was incredibly lucky to be alive, let alone ever play a fucking video game again. Instead of him it could have been some little kid who may have been mangled for life.