We saw a car accident yesterday. Driving down the road, minding our own business, and suddenly a movement in the corner of our eyes, across the divider.
Now, this was a small car--but they look massive when they are in the process of flipping upside down.
Which it was. Length-wise. I missed how or why, but I did see the spectacular landing, and, yes, was again shaken, and yes, prayed for the plaintiff.
It's things like this that make you not want to even get a license (this and the draft). I mean, you get to thinking, 'Aack I'm sick of all this walking,' and you start contemplating a license--but then you see something like this, and it's like FORGET IT!
Driving is crazy! Don't tell me about parkour if you drive a car! I mean, have you ever heard of 'walking accidents'? NO! It doesn't happen!
It's like, 'I was walking down the road one day when all of a sudden I lost control of my legs and flipped over.'
Yeah, right.
Or, 'I was walking along and suddenly my shoes gave out and I smashed into a tree.'
Not happening. You walk, you get where you're going. That's what happens. You don't have any close calls with other drunk walkers or crazy women walkers. You don't get standing tickets ("Sorry sir, you are illegally stood."). You don't fall asleep at the legs. No traffic. No "head"-on collisions. No "rear"-end collisions.
So walk, for God's sake! (Or take a bus--at least you're bigger than everything else on the road.)
Love, Joe.
PS
And while we're on the subject, don't you think they should make guys and girls drive on separate sides of the road? Just for safety?
Hahah, just kidding.
Labels: Humour
(Michelle asked me to change the photo)
