IM a Murderer... A Mur-diddley-urderer!!

*WARNING! DISTURBING POST*

I admit it. I did it - well, not me DIRECTLY.


*Not actual victim

Mr. Bunny here was out for an early morning stroll when he came face to face with Mr. B.F. Goodrich & his brother Rear Tire...


*Actual murderous tire

It wasn't my fault. I saw him with enough time to change lanes. It just-so-happened that Mr. Bunny was either deeply depressed or really wanted a good look at what sort of tires the Mustang sports. All I know is I felt the steering go mushy for a split second and then the unmistakable double-thunking sound of the tires going over an object.

Now, Mike D was in the car with me at the time, and wondered what the hell it was I hit/ ran over/ attempted to avoid. I told him about it, and he started laughing at how I half-heartedly tried to avoid the furry pulp I left behind on the roadway. Leave it to Mike to make me laugh about murder.