since we are talking about warped stuff.. when i was in high school i was with my girlfriend in my piece of crap chevy nova which had most of the floor board missing.. anyway, we went to a nearby town for her to look at a car she was thinking of buying.. as we were coming back along the highway there was a dip in the road and i was going pretty fast.. as we crested the hill and started down the dip i noticed , as god is my witness, 25-30 ducks just standing in the road huddled together.. i was already 20 yards from them when i noticed them and had a truck on my ass so i couldnt put on the brakes.. SHE SCREAMS!!! i yelled and we went over the "herd" of ducks at about 65 miles a hours.. i could hear and feel their heads thrumping the bottom of my floor boards sounding like a drum solo..
as i look back in the rear view mirror i see the truck pull over on the side of the road and get a glance at the carnage in the highway.. ducks and feathers everywhere!!!... i turn to her and said "we have to go back".. she is already crying and has her head resting in her hands.. she looks at me and says "yes, we have to see if we can help any of them".. she was quite the humanatarian.. i on the other hand was thinking that guy would turn me in for what happened if i did not show some compassion.. so we turn around..
i floor the nova back to the scene of the crime with the girlfriend still in tears.. we come around the turn and start heading down the dip again and what happens???? the damn survivors of the drive by are dazed and trying to fly away from the scene.. they are flying about 4 feet off the ground.. she screams again and about 5-6 of them come thumping into my windshield at break neck speed.. feathers and blood cover my windshield.. i pull over slamming on the brakes .. ( i cant see anyway.. feathers, blood.. you get the picture)..
as i step out i see the guy in the truck leaning on his vehicle laughing his ass off.. he turns to me and says " just had to finish them off didnt ya killer!!"