My friend Jimmy:
When you were little you used to throw snowballs at people. Sometimes at cars. Sometimes if you were a jerk you would throw iceballs. Jimmy decided to throw a brick with snow packed around it through a bus window that was driving by. It went through the window and hit the bus driver's head later killing him. Jimmy and his friend ran. I guess one isn't so funny
A few years later I read in the paper that my friends brother was shot and killed. Silly Billy is Jimmy's brother. Billy was really upset and I thought Jimmy had perished. Five years later they both come walking into my cousin's house one day. I freaked out really bad because I though Jimmy died. Turned out they had another half-brother I didn't know about.
I asked Jimmy where he was all this time. He ended up moving to Florida and working oddjobs and at a carnival. While there he was working the bumper cars and someone was electrocuted because of his negligence.
This one isn't good either.