several years ago some friends and i were out riding and had just come
down a little hill. i was out front, dave and andy were a little behind
me, and the others were just behind them.
since we had just come down a little hill, we were going pretty good,
maybe 30mph. suddenly a mutt darts out of the farmer's yard on the right
and comes after me. he was small, we were going ~30, so it was relatively
easy to sprint away from him. however, behind me i heard:
i stop and see the dog running and yelping into the cornfield across the
street. i turn around and see dave and andy, who didn't have a prayer
(the dog probably never saw them, and it happened too fast for them to
avoid him), lying on the ground moaning and writhing with exceedingly
uncomfortable looks on their faces. dave had t-boned the dog, and andy,
who had been just a couple of inches off dave's wheel, had gone right over
top of him. fortunately, they landed in the farmer's yard, not in the
road, or they'd have probably broken a collarbone and gotten some ***
dave used to have a carbon fiber bike. he now had a two-piece carbon
the farmer comes running out of his house to see what happened. i
explained it to him while one of the other guys (who happened to be a
doctor) checked on dave and andy. once the farmer saw that no major
damage had been done (although andy couldn't move his left shoulder for a
week and dave had a hard time walking) he wasn't too concerned. i told
him the dog was probably in pretty bad shape, most likely w/broken ribs.
"F*** that damn dog! He ain't for shit anyhow! Sonova*** outta know better!"
from the cartoon "shoe":
1> "the screen's been blank all morning. why is that?"
2> "probably because this is a microwave."
1> "uh-oh. that means i just put a pop tart in my disk drive."