Really, though, my friend and I got hit by a car today. We had the right-of-way at a crosswalk, and some fucker in a white van hit us, looked at us like "oops", then sped off. Luckily neither of us were too hurt. Bryan got the initial impact, and he fell back into me. I took him to the ER, but nothing was broken. We didn't get the license plate number, either, so the police report sounded pretty stupid:
"Uh, it was a white van...maybe a dodge, maybe a chevy...the guy was...fat...and wore sunglasses. He might have been a Mexican...or maybe he was white? Oh, no, officer, we don't know what his license plate number was."