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Originally Posted by honeythorn
A man. On a unicycle. In ankle deep snow.
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I have kind of a funny story about unicycles.
So on my way home, I went to my apartment's front office to check my mail. There wasn't a parking spot and it was about 11:00 PM, so I parked in the road as I would only be a minute. When I got back in the car and was about to drive away, my one working headlight illuminated what looked like a zombie charging right for me.
"Oh, it's about fucking time!" I thought.
I'd been waiting and preparing for the zombocalypse for years, so my instincts took over and my foot moved to the gas pedal in preparation to run his undead ass over. Before I floored it, though, I thought it prudent to acquire positive identification before I did something that could put me in jail. As the figure sped into my headlight, flailing it's arms about menacingly, it was revealed to not be a zombie at all.
"Oh. It's just a man riding a unicycle in the middle of the night... wait... what?"