Your friends were killed in a car crash. So do you mourn them sensibly, or do you gather at the site of the crash, by the side of the road, spilling onto that road, dashing over the road in turn to take photographs?
Need I mention that the road is a dual carriageway? Used by juggernauts? Going downhill on a bend?
Need I mention that not only was this the evening, but there was a haar, with visibility being as little as 50 feet?
At least this is probably a one-time thing. I live near the “wine country” in California, and you haven’t seen young and dumb until you’ve seen groups of young women (pre-bridal parties, guessing from the way they are dressed) running into the roads to take pictures of each other. Every damn time I go through I see more of them.
Used to give the Err Apparent shit about so much X-box time. Then he talked me into playing Halo. He should go to the library more often. Play outside. Go somewhere.