Who wants an orange whip? Orange whip? Orange whip? Three orange whips.
And Now for Something Completely Different
Lets try and weave this into something political. Imagine the truck is Otter, and the pedestrian ramp is the legislature, and the highway is the State of Idaho. That's the way Marty Trillhause sees it.
Also check out the blog on the Sleep Talking Man for some laughs.
"Boiled sweets? Too hot for toffee!"
"Pants off! Air the jewels, air the jewels."
"Stupid fucking cunty bollocks..... expialidocious."
"No puppy! Bad puppy! Make you into puppy slippers."
"You know, its a human race. And you lost."
"You're more attractive than a seeping anal gash. But only just."
"They're not smile lines, they're stretch marks. Cock sucker."
"My donkey. That's MY donkey. Get off my donkey! You know, you're not some superstar donkey jockey. Piss off."
"Yes, I can get away with wearing leather chaps. Just not on a windy day."
"Babies don't bounce. They don't bounce! Shame. It'd be much more fun if they bounce."
"I think you should sit down. Surely your ankles can't take the weight."
Have you had experience with sleep talkers? Reveal their words of wisdom.
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shaZAAM
I don't know about the metaphors, but there were two people on that bridge who got "involved." Damn.
I counted three
And worse, were the cars endeavoring to drive right on through regardless of who may be in the rubble. I assume they were teabaggers.
Teabaggers
driving right on down that highway funded by some socialist government program.