Tag Archives: station wagons

The Hearse

 

You just keep driving you!

 

note: Death drives a station wagon!

double note: Hearses seem to get a lot of body work.

triple note: from Wikipedia our friend:

The name derives from the Old French herce “rake, harrow”, describing the temporary framework on which candles were placed above the bier. This also held banners and armorial bearings and other heraldic devices. Verses or epitaphs were often attached to the hearse. Applied to vehicles since the 17th century.

Check out Wikipedia for more info on hearses here. It’s quite interesting actually. I’m not macabre or from any other Scottish Clan.

quadruple note: apologies for putting on two car related entries in a row. Sometimes that’s the way the ball crumbles or the cookie bounces.

 

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The Depressed Kangaroo

 

Before Johnny 23 hit the dead pig, I had my own incident.

see Johnny 23 Can’t Drive  

 https://planetross.wordpress.com/2008/04/14/johnny-23-cant-drive/ 

3 of us left Alice Springs, turned right at 3 Ways, and were making good time on our way to Cairns.
About 9pm we stopped at a service area, filled our tank, and had a hot meal in the restaurant populated by long haul truckers.
On the way out the door everyone stopped eating and stared at us.
“Mind the roos”, advised the waitress.

We smiled, nodded, and left.
It felt like a scene out of American Werewolf in London.

I got behind the wheel. We were all laughing because we had yet to see a kangaroo on the drive from Alice Springs.

10 minutes down the road, the area was crawling with kangaroos: hundreds of them!
I slowed down for a few kilometres, and then gradually accelerated until we were barreling along at a steady 90 km/h.
Everything was fine until I noticed something in my peripheral vision flying towards the car from 15 meters away.

The kangaroo landed directly in front of the station wagon.

I ran over it convincingly.

I stopped the car, banned myself to the backseat, and waited for the others to come back from inspecting my handy work.

To this day, I still believe the kangaroo committed suicide.