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Brian was an intriguing young fellow. He spent his days playing with his thinly grown goatee, wondering what his life would be like if he had taken a different career path. He had always aspired to be a writer, or a politician or a circus clown. Instead, he had foregone these dreams and went to law school. Life as a lawyer was lucrative, but Brian didn't find the field to be overly enjoyable. Little did Brian know, however, that his life would change forever as he drove to work on one rainy Wednesday morning.
As the rain splashed silently on the thick jeweled windshield of his fine Bavarian machine, Brian came to a crisp stop at a red light. He reached instinctively for his iPhone and clicked rapidly through emails, tweets, texts, and Facebook, a cold sweat having formed since his last stop - if something significant had happened in the few wasted minutes he'd been driving, he wanted to know immediately. Suddenly there was a sharp series of raps on his drivers side glass. Through rivulets of water streaming down the dark tinted film peered desperate eyes from behind dirty, disheveled hair covering head and face. "Freaking bums," he thought, and revved his engine as if to suggest he'd sooner run the man down than give him change at this intersection. The man loudly slapped both palms on the glass and leaned forward, licking water from the window and laughing through a toothless grin. There some something familiar about his eyes. Something in the hooked, bulbous nose. "Barry?!" he thought.
But alas, Brian was wrong. It was simply a homeless man asking for spare change. Although Brian's cupholder was overflowing with coffee soaked quarters, he wasn't too big on giving away much of his money. Instead Brian rolled down his window, stared at the toothless gent and said, "Why Lie, I need a beer? Nice sign. I might have given you a couple of bucks if you had something remotely original. Epic fail. Just like your life." Brian laughed to himself as the light turned red and he sped from the red light, carefully making sure not to avoid the large puddle of water that had congregated by the homeless man. "Yes", Brian thought to himself, "today is not going to be that bad of a day after all."
And then Shit went down. An explosion rocked the car, in fact it seemed to rock the entire universe, Brian's car teetered on the edge of tipping over, suddenly panic stricken Brian wished he could assay he rethought his entire life in those few seconds, instead all he thought was "fuck".