Nah… You see… Steve got pulled over for his blinker not working and received a citation.

Steve has exactly $50.

The citation is $50. If Steve does not pay the citation, Steve goes to jail.

A new blinker costs $50. If Steve does not replace his blinker, he will receive another citation. Compounding the problem.

With Steve only having $50, he has some decisions to make. Steve chose to pay the citation, avoiding jail. Then stealing your mother fucking blinker to replace his. Risking jail with a more serious crime.

As Steve was installing his newly acquired blinker, the emergeny brake released, pinning Steve between his vehicle and the brick wall behind him.

Steve would never walk again.

But this is not the end of Steve’s story. Maybe this is the turning point in life he has been waiting for. For you see, Steve’s nurse was a beautiful young woman. Intelligent, funny, charming. They hit it off instantly. She would come to be the love of his life. And he of hers.

The day of their wedding was one of love and laughter. Family and friends. Joining together in blissful harmony.

The ceremonies have concluded and they both climb into the back of the limo. The joyous crowd sending them off in raucous celebration.

In the back of the limo they embrace as the car speeds away. Taking them to their future together as husband and wife.

Up ahead. A car with no blinker nears. It turns in front of the limo. The limo driver, not able to stop in time because there was no signal warning him, slams into the car. The new husband and wife go flying forward. The car flips and rolls. Tumbling and ripping apart. Everything goes black!

For a moment, Steve’s eyes open. He looks over and sees the limp body of his bride. Dress once as white as the fresh snow, now a crimson and grit net partially concealing the carnage underneath. A tear rolls down his cheek.

Someone is coming near. His vision blurred, he looks up. All he can make out is a shadow. It begins to grow. Then shrink. Repeating in rhythmic swaying. He wipes the blood from his eyes. Trying to focus on the object above him. Is this the grim reaper coming to take me away, he wonders.

His vision clears. No! No this is much worse! It’s OP holding the torn out blinker as he teabags Steve!

Fuck Steve