They'll NEVER take me alive!
Im sure the Zombies had a good laugh at this:
I had to work yesterday at 4 pm, so I left at 3 and was driving down "Zombie Highway" (if you read my blog), a 10 mile stretch of road that is paved with sand, dirt, gravel, and banana peels. So I guess they layed down a new batch of this concoction and the next thing i know, the back end of my car is in front of me. Im thinking " hmm...this isnt right." I fishtailed so hard out of control and I couldnt slow myself down.( I was going 45-50) The breaks did nothing. So im coming up fast on the cowfence thats made of icepicks and barbwire, and I brace myself and duck. The car finally stops and Im 2 inches away from the death trap but im in a ditch. I can barely open the car door because im so deep in sand. I blew out the front tire and scratched up the front end. But i was totally fine. (I was driving the Geo, not Jims new baby, BTW.) The stupid windows were rolled down and when I hit the ditch, sand came smacking into my face, I had sand in my eyes, mouth and hair...i still do. I called my neighbor because I knew Jim was online and they came and got me. I was crying really hard at first from the adrenaline but then I started laughing when I saw how close I was to the cow fence. I was laughing/crying hysterically and i couldnt stop even when they showed up. It was really embarassing. 30 min BEFORE this happened I was just telling Jim and my neighbor how a lady got killed on that road a few months back. She was doing 75, hit a patch, and hit the cowfence and flipped 7 times. With all of this... I was ONLY 15 min late to work. I RULE!
To sum up: I rule, theyll never take me alive, there aint no future in your frontin', cow fences are a conspiracy by the zombies to cut you into itty-bitty bite size peices, I cry sand, Jim is on the internet a lot.
Im sure the Zombies had a good laugh at this:
I had to work yesterday at 4 pm, so I left at 3 and was driving down "Zombie Highway" (if you read my blog), a 10 mile stretch of road that is paved with sand, dirt, gravel, and banana peels. So I guess they layed down a new batch of this concoction and the next thing i know, the back end of my car is in front of me. Im thinking " hmm...this isnt right." I fishtailed so hard out of control and I couldnt slow myself down.( I was going 45-50) The breaks did nothing. So im coming up fast on the cowfence thats made of icepicks and barbwire, and I brace myself and duck. The car finally stops and Im 2 inches away from the death trap but im in a ditch. I can barely open the car door because im so deep in sand. I blew out the front tire and scratched up the front end. But i was totally fine. (I was driving the Geo, not Jims new baby, BTW.) The stupid windows were rolled down and when I hit the ditch, sand came smacking into my face, I had sand in my eyes, mouth and hair...i still do. I called my neighbor because I knew Jim was online and they came and got me. I was crying really hard at first from the adrenaline but then I started laughing when I saw how close I was to the cow fence. I was laughing/crying hysterically and i couldnt stop even when they showed up. It was really embarassing. 30 min BEFORE this happened I was just telling Jim and my neighbor how a lady got killed on that road a few months back. She was doing 75, hit a patch, and hit the cowfence and flipped 7 times. With all of this... I was ONLY 15 min late to work. I RULE!
To sum up: I rule, theyll never take me alive, there aint no future in your frontin', cow fences are a conspiracy by the zombies to cut you into itty-bitty bite size peices, I cry sand, Jim is on the internet a lot.
