Mark The Convict
Bus walt! Hopefully its arse acted as a Venturi, increasing the force with which its guts struck a passing chav in mid-text.
When i was a kid i saw a pigeon get run over by a bus not 5 foot away from me, didnt go pop, didnt even go crunch, it was just there one second and the next a red splodge on the road.I actually didn't run it over, but I was on the bus that did. A pigeon in the middle of town. It sounded like a balloon popping.
no passenger to open the door and catch the stragglers eh? Never mind, go round again!I almost bagged myself a small pakistani child last year, whilst driving back down through one of their special areas two of them decided despite the heavy flow of traffic, and my large silver pickup truck coming towards them that they would just walk across the road anyway. I of course tend to refuse to use my brakes if people put theirselves in positions of stupidity. Upon noticing the fact I was still barrelling towards them without slowing down they sped up ever so slightly and just got out of the way in time, I almost clipped one with my wing mirror but I would have had to swerve slightly to connect.
What a waste of sole a la foot. Reportedly.I was once checking into a hotel at Lagos airport early in the morning after an overnight flight. Was less that delighted to be allocated a room with a direct view down onto the motorway.
Stepping out the shower I heard a cacophony of car horns - some poor bastard had been run over and was lying motionless in the carriageway, and drivers were struggling to get round the prostrate form in the road. No-one stopped to help, as Lagos rush hour is ungodly at the best of times, but all avoided the body.
Whether or not he was dead was decided by a large truck who continued, foot down, to drive straight over him. From then on no evasive driving was undertaken. I still remember the "whump-whump" sound made as trucks and cars raced over the remains.
I had a morning sleep, and when I opened my curtains mid-afternoon the remains had been reduced to a large dirty stain on the tarmac. Literally ground into a million mushy pieces.
Welcome to Lagos!