I'm so freakin' sorry, mr. galapagos

Sep 08, 2004 03:51

now picture this...
you're driving home from your stripclub workplace, with your roommate at 3:30 in the morning on a 4 lane road
it's really dark, and raining moderately
but your headlights and windshield wipers really suck.
you're talking and raving out to some Idioteque
and for a split second you see something in the road..
some garbage perhaps?
POPPPCHAAACHUUUNNKKK!!
'what? my car just ran over a giant rock in that left lane? person? what the fuck..there's something yellow and blackish moving in the road??!'
you turn that shit around and start driving in the middle lane
no cars, make a u turn, use some highbeams
and what have we here?
ohhh wait it's just an abnormally huge fucking turtle.

ahhahah
it wasn't even dead..
just slowly kicking around it's legs and moving it's head all weird
all bloody with a broken shell.
I feel terrible
because I swear it escaped from a zoo
and was trying to make it to canada.
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