Man, I can't believe I just did that...
Man, I can't believe I just did that...
Well about 15 minutes ago I was out cleaning, and polishing the lip of my R90s. I looked over at my driver's side rear trim (right behind the tire) and...
Kinda leavin' you in suspense aren't I?

Earlier today:
After school, which is about 1.5 miles west of my house, I'm traveling east bound on Jefferson Blvd. I'm going along following this guy in this beat up escort, and I see this black squirrel out in the middle of the street. Nobody else in sight and I see this guy ahead of me slowly drifting towards it. At 40mph+ the squirrel had no time to react and was run over by him. I myself couldn't react in time and ran over him with my driver's side. I got home about 30 seconds later almost sick to my stomach that this bastard murdered, as in pre-meditated, a poor creature looking for food.
After the first minute of grieving I forgot about it until later.
When I was polishing my wheels:
It happened that I came to the driver's side rear wheel last when polishing and was washing the tire when I felt my hand graze something; intestines, and what look part of a brain with black fur all over them, still red with blood on my back bumper.




I thought fast and hosed it off, then a few minutes ago went in my bathroom and puked my guts out!
Anyone have any sick stories like this?
Mikey
Kinda leavin' you in suspense aren't I?


Earlier today:
After school, which is about 1.5 miles west of my house, I'm traveling east bound on Jefferson Blvd. I'm going along following this guy in this beat up escort, and I see this black squirrel out in the middle of the street. Nobody else in sight and I see this guy ahead of me slowly drifting towards it. At 40mph+ the squirrel had no time to react and was run over by him. I myself couldn't react in time and ran over him with my driver's side. I got home about 30 seconds later almost sick to my stomach that this bastard murdered, as in pre-meditated, a poor creature looking for food.

After the first minute of grieving I forgot about it until later.When I was polishing my wheels:
It happened that I came to the driver's side rear wheel last when polishing and was washing the tire when I felt my hand graze something; intestines, and what look part of a brain with black fur all over them, still red with blood on my back bumper.


I thought fast and hosed it off, then a few minutes ago went in my bathroom and puked my guts out!
Anyone have any sick stories like this?
Mikey
You should really do a search on this, the subject is covered regular on on NAM. Search under "guts," "slimy bits" or "puke."
Just kidding
, but we did get into a discussion a few weeks back related to foul smells. There was some pretty gross stuff there as I recall.
I'm just sorry for the poor squirrel.
Just kidding
, but we did get into a discussion a few weeks back related to foul smells. There was some pretty gross stuff there as I recall.
I'm just sorry for the poor squirrel.
One of my soldiers and I came accross a rodent head--complete with fur, but no eyes--still attached to the spinal column, but no other body parts. Some blood. Probably the victim of some bird-o-prey.
It was sweet... not.
dan
It was sweet... not.
dan
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Originally Posted by ChiliCooperS
Squirrels are dangerous around here. They are fat. If you hit the right one, they can do considerable damage to your car, as in replacing your front bumper cover damage! I have estimated that some come weigh as much as 25lbs!
Although I do not necessarily like squirrels, (I've been known to shoot at the ones that get into our birdfeeders with a paintball gun 
), I definetly think it's wrong to kill one for trying to cross the road!Mikey
A few years back, when I was in high school, I was driving down teh road and someone in front of me in the next lane over ran over something in the road and a bit of it landed on my hood. Luckily it was raining and all the blood washed off in a few minutes.
You're how old???...
per your profile..."Birthday:
March 11, 1989 " So you're only 16 years old, own a Mini, have a 2 golf hndcp, manage a driving range and post about squirrel guts. Hmmm. I'd guess that something isn't quite as it seems.
March 11, 1989 " So you're only 16 years old, own a Mini, have a 2 golf hndcp, manage a driving range and post about squirrel guts. Hmmm. I'd guess that something isn't quite as it seems.
My dad once had a company Chrysler mini-van. He started up the car on a cold morning and it was kinda hard to start. He drove along for about 2-3 minutes until it became very, very rough running. Fortunately he was right by his favorite mechanics shop, so he pulled in, left the car in the lot and shoved the keys through the slot in the door (6am... nobody at the garage). He walked the 15 minutes to the office and called the garage later in the day.
The guys in the garage recognized his car, found the keys and decided to do some diagnostic work. They tried to start the car and it wouldn't turn over. When they opened the hood, they found the complete remnants of a cat wound through the entire path of the main belt... main drive, AC, alternator, Power steering pump... fur, bones and other miscelaneous bits everywhere! Apparently the cat had climbed in and slept on the engine because it was warm from the previous night's drive. Unfortunately for the kitty, he/she wasn't quick enough to make it out of the engine bay before the car was started. If I remember right, it cost him about $400 for the cleanup work, though it cost the cat more...
For a long while after that, if a car was parked outside for any length of time, my dad would pop his hand against the front fender as he is walking by... just to make sure that anything inside had a little bit of extra time to wake up and evacuate.
The guys in the garage recognized his car, found the keys and decided to do some diagnostic work. They tried to start the car and it wouldn't turn over. When they opened the hood, they found the complete remnants of a cat wound through the entire path of the main belt... main drive, AC, alternator, Power steering pump... fur, bones and other miscelaneous bits everywhere! Apparently the cat had climbed in and slept on the engine because it was warm from the previous night's drive. Unfortunately for the kitty, he/she wasn't quick enough to make it out of the engine bay before the car was started. If I remember right, it cost him about $400 for the cleanup work, though it cost the cat more...
For a long while after that, if a car was parked outside for any length of time, my dad would pop his hand against the front fender as he is walking by... just to make sure that anything inside had a little bit of extra time to wake up and evacuate.
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