The Last Accident
posted by --donna @ 1:57 PM
Tuesday, October 10, 2006
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The story behind the last accident, in case you're curious. There was this drunk fisherman in a huge green truck. He'd had a good day with his buddies on Humboldt Bay and out in the ocean catchin' fish and drinking. After fishing and drinking, they went over to his friend's for an after party, with fish talkin' and more drinkin'. After that, his buddies helped him into his big ol green truck and off he drove, up my street, talking on his cell phone to let his wife know how many fish he caught. The good ol' boy dropped his cell phone, and bent down to the floor board to retrieve it, not bothering to even take his foot off the accelerator. His green truck mounted the little red focus like a great dane mounting a cocker spaniel in heat. The end result was not puppies.
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