This was an excerpt from the failed experiment me and Chris Pratho did called "Keprath." It was a HTML webpage that me and him created talking about our day and shit, but it didn't really last too long. We had some laughs, but it didn't last. So, here's the first time water got the better of me:

Sir Jonathan Robert Radke the NOT So Great=>Well, my people...its official: I am a DUMB FU*K. Please PLEASE don't bring this story up when you see me, because it will just make me pissed, and we all know i hardely never get angry. Pre-cal gets out at 21:00, and its not raining too hard where i am. I get on 1960, and its raining a little, but not too bad. I get about 2 miles down the road and then the rain is just comin' down as hard as it can<--that's what it felt like anyway. I drive SLOWELY like everybody, ALL the way down until i get to I-10. Me, being sucha dumb FU*K, think, "hey, its not that deep...i think i can make it!!!" (the intersection on Highway 6 and I-10 is under the bridge). I see the water is high, but i think, "i won't get stuck!" I get half way down it, and then what happens? My engine dies. I am stranded in the middle of the road, thinking of how stupid i am. My car is floating, water is getting into the car, and my cell phone is in the TRUNK. I pop the trunk, get into the back seat, roll the wondow down, and some how make my way to the trunk. I get my cell phone-->"9 calls missed" Those were my parents warning me to not do anything until the rains slows down. So i'm in trying t keep balance in the trunk, and hten these guys come and help me. Thankfully, they push mw out of the water, and onto the road. I call my dad to come and bring dry clothes, and to help me with this situation. He gets there, and we try to start the car, but nothing works...the engine is flooded, and the car is ruined. all the stuff i had in there are all flooded, and i'm very dissappointed in myself. My dad and I push the car to a parking lot, and we just leave it there. There wasn't much we could do since the tow trucks weren't going to do anything until everything stopped and slowed down. Here I am, sulking in memory of my THIRD count 'em THIRD car. Its dead. It had 150,000 miles on it, and it got me around for a year. My dad and I are going to go look at cars on thursday and friday. I don't want to buy a new car, but i HAVE to have one since we're in these temporary homees in Katy. Nobody goes the way that I go. I don't know what i'm gonne get, but its not going to be older than 4 years, and i think i want a truck. We'll see, and you guys will find out soon enough. For now, I have to work out a scedule with my parent on when i can use their cars. People, wish me good luck in finding a good, reliable car. I know this wasn't the car's fault, but i guess it was its time to go. I'll miss you 1994 Saturn SC1. End. 23:39.

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If you wanna see the Keprath website, click HERE