(yeah, i know. . bad move. .)
So do they do fly overs with cows and other livin things? Askin things like: Hello Mrs. Cow, how are you today? Feelin a little puny yet? Oh, how's that baby of yours?
And in the midst of these conversations, they stop mid sentence and jerk toward the sound of SPLAT!
ROADKILL! LUNCH GUYS! LET'S GO BEFORE IT'S ALL GONE!! And zoom they go! Kinda like that dog in the movie UP. . SQUIRREL! and then he was gone . .
So you can just imagine what a full moon means to them, ya know, the nights when the aminals come out and wander around on highways, and become their next six days of meals. Unless of course, one of them becomes roadkill. . .
I know, what is up with me lately?? I've gone off the deep end. .
THEY'RE COMIN TO TAKE ME AWAY!! HAHA! THEY'RE COMIN TO TAKE ME AWAY!!
Go ahead, kackle! You will be in the cell next to me one day. You'll see a vulture and think of me and this blog and will be infected. .