Road Kill
I hit an Armadillo on the way home from work yesterday. AN ARMADILLO! What the crap is that all about?!? I mean, deer, fine, you mess up your car, the insurance covers it and you get to eat something when you get home. Maybe even a nice trophy piece for the mantle and pool room. But an armadillo? You hit a bump, jump into the air and swerve a bunch in the Austin rush hour traffic, then regain control to discover that rock you just ran over and ruined your car's underbellie with was really an animal with a hide so thick he could really car less that he just ruined your day and catalytic converter. He's just looking for that next batch of french fries someone threw out their window.
Grr, Texas and your crazy animals.
Yay Texas and your rediculously large wide freeways so that it's possible to swerve and miss EVERYTHING.
Grr, Texas and your crazy animals.
Yay Texas and your rediculously large wide freeways so that it's possible to swerve and miss EVERYTHING.