Comments on: Why The Chicken REALLY Crossed The Road

By: Mama Bee

Mama Bee — Mon, 22 Jun 2009 20:11:01 +0000

I’m sorry you killed more chickens than KFC, but that was fucking hysterical!!

By: Callie

Callie — Mon, 22 Jun 2009 13:03:52 +0000

If it makes you feel any better, while I can’t say I’m guilty of chicken genocide, I did run over a bird…DURING MY DRIVER’S TEST. When I was learning to drive, I had a bad habit of slamming on the brakes whenever a bird was in the road. My dear sweet mother told me not to do that as the bird will fly away. Well, Mom, sometimes they don’t. Turns out that in Illinois, when you kill wildlife… you do not pass the test. It was another 3 months before I could re-test – truly the height of humiliation for a 16 year old.

By: zelzee

zelzee — Sun, 21 Jun 2009 11:48:48 +0000

Poor Becky!! What an awful start to driving………
Makes me wonder what driving stories my kids have, that I don’t know about.

By: Swirl Girl

Swirl Girl — Sun, 21 Jun 2009 01:52:12 +0000

is that your little blogger baby Amelia! ccccuuuuuttttteeeee!

By: giggleblue

giggleblue — Sun, 21 Jun 2009 01:21:10 +0000

totally off topic, but why does my LO have that same outfit???? eh. i thought they made just one… crap.

By: Fancy

Fancy — Sun, 21 Jun 2009 00:40:03 +0000

When I was 18, and had just gotten a real car, like with a loan, I was just driving down a side road, not very fast and BAM, all the sudden the inside of my car was full of blood and feathers. A bird had flown in through an open back window, and then hit the closed on on the other side. I was hysterical when I pulled into the car wash right up the road. The car wash attendant suggested I play the lottery that night, cause who the hell does that happen to?

By: Amanda

Amanda — Sat, 20 Jun 2009 17:40:50 +0000

I sacrificed some E. coli to your cause yesterday, let me know if that worked out for you at all.

When I was 15 my dad and I went out to the country to practice my driving. My dad drove on the way back because we were going to be in more populated areas. So, he’s driving along lecturing me on being aware of my surroundings as I’m driving because you never know when some child– or small animal– will run out in front of you, blah, blah, blah. When– and you know where this is going– an opossum runs out right in front of us and BUMP! My dad’s response to this, “See– object lesson!”

By: Kristina

Kristina — Sat, 20 Jun 2009 15:50:04 +0000

I would like to know how exactly you determined they were definitely dead. Did you take a pulse?

By: Mrs.LaLa

Mrs.LaLa — Sat, 20 Jun 2009 15:12:22 +0000

Ewwwww, that sucks. My ex boyfriend and I once found a possum half smooshed to the road and still alive. I told him that he needed to go put it out of it’s misery, but the loser didn’t have the balls to do it and kept driving. That pretty much sums him up.

By: Lola

Lola — Sat, 20 Jun 2009 14:37:14 +0000

Oh, I don’t know, maybe do a rain dance while sacrificing a few chickens…

Sorry your trip was cancelled, but after voting just now, it looks like you can say, “Bye Bye, Pie!!!!”

Next up, Girl About Town (?). Let’s get her!!!!!!