January 08, 2004
The Evil Attack Squirrel of Death
Dopple-G sent me this story today and I almost pissed my pants it's so funny. You have been warned.
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Inches before impact, the squirrel flipped to his feet. He was standing on his hind legs and facing the oncoming Valkyrie with steadfast resolve in his little beady eyes. His mouth opened, and at the last possible second, he screamed and leapt! I am pretty sure the scream was squirrel for, “Banzai!” or maybe, “Die you gravy-sucking, heathen scum!” as the leap was spectacular and he flew over the windshield and impacted me squarely in the chest.
Put your coffee down and read it all here.
UPDATE: Just realized this is also the Letter of the Day. "T" is for Terrifying. What could be more terrifying than traveling 80 mph down a residential street with an enraged squirrel in your helmet?
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"I screamed inÂ…wellÂ…I just plain screamed."
...I'm STILL giggling over that...
Posted by: Helen at January 08, 2004 08:43 AM (UsQmX)
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I liked the "furry hand grenade" metaphor. I've got to remember that one for future use.
Posted by: Jim at January 08, 2004 09:09 AM (IOwam)
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oh *wipes tears form eyes* that was brilliant, and more than a little embarrassing to corpse in front of your co-workers
Posted by: rob at January 08, 2004 09:21 AM (kXZI6)
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