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Friday, November 2, 2012

FM471: Animal Suicide Highway

This morning was just...weird.

I'm on my way to work, blaring the music to get pumped for the day (yeah, I totally just said pumped), and I pass an SUV. Nothing special there. Well, it must have just hit a possum because there's an adult possum in the road a little ways further, looking fully alive....except that it's nose was all bloody and it wasn't moving. Who knows. Maybe it got into a fight with another possum and when it saw my SUV coming at it, it got scared and decided to play possum.

Then on FM471, I see a whole lot of blood. I mean, it looked like the elevator doors from The Shining had opened up and flooded the road. Okay, I am exagerrating, a lot. But it really was a lot of blood, and it went on for a good distance before I saw this huge, furry thing in the road. I had to swerve to avoid hitting it. I also had to go over it because there was a car in the other lane, so... There might be peices of whatever it was on my tailpipe.

Further down on FM471, I am following a truck. Not a personal truck, but not an 18-wheeler.... One of those husky looking trucks that carry rocks or something. It's going, it's going, it's going....there's blood again....be-THUNK. I hit whatever it was because the truck in front of me gave no indication of there being anything to avoid.

I don't understand. It's like the 3 animals that are left out by where I live (after all the mass construction to add more houses for whatever reason) decided one night to off themselves and just...picked random cars to do it for them.

A few days late, but it was like a horror show on my way to work.

But now I can yell at people to get out of my way! Don't they see the blood on my grill?? I hit stuff in my way, ya'll.  :/

On the plus side...I think I might have a chunk of meat hanging off my front bumper than I can clean up and grill for dinner tonight.






For those of you who actually think people in Texas do this kind of stuff...I am totally joking. We make them into jerky.

Ba-dum-BA!

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