Er, slap, what up wit da ad in the general merchandise section? Da white coats tryin to break into da secret "Glamisdunes" Page? Get out the stun guns, we have an imposter.
Anyways, did ya read the article in mondays paper? Seems our friend Mr. Redtail was cruisin along the airways when, pop, he gets hit by a pickup truck. The force of the wind pins him against the outside mirrors. He can't get free. The driver, so passionate about other living things, starts working on freeing our freind while shes driving. She frees Mr. Redtail. He gets blown into the cab, freeks out, bites the helper on the lip and proceeds to clamp down those talons into her arm. She throws a piece of clothing over his eyes, to calm him. But, he does not release his death grip. So here they be, cruisin the highway with one hand on the wheel and one arm being tore up by Mr. Redtail.
"er, 911, I have a problem".
So, the help meets her, animal control battles the hawk for the arm, eventually wins. She needs some sewing on her arm. Unfortunately, Mr. Redtail has suffered 2 broken wings, and has to be put down.
Fact of Fiction?
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