Oh hey

My brother just backed into my car with the van.

AWESOME.

The paint is scratched and the right tailight is cracked. On my new car I've had for a week. TOTALLY AWESOME.

And of course he didn't come and tell me, he went and told dad first. But he didn't just say "uh... I hit KC's car on accident". Nope, he said "someone hit KC's car". Nevermind that the tailight was intact yesterday when I got home from work and there was absolutely no way anything but the van could have hit it at that angle within the timeframe of last night - today.

Heck, I even heard him pull in, accompanied by a nice little CRUNCH. and I looked out the window and saw him inspecting my dad's Cruiser for damage and he even looked up and saw me looking at him.

Dad is pissed at him because he tried to lie about it. I'm probably going to be pissed at him later, but for now I'm in shock at the fact that yet again my brother has managed to screw up something of mine, accident or no.

Now he's really never going to drive it. AWESOME.