Mai’s not talking to me, only muttering random words like vicious and killer. I never realized that she was so fond of seagulls.
I contend that it was a suicidal seagull and as such I was merely facilitating its demise.
It was an accident really. I was driving today and pulling into the parking lot, I noticed a seagull standing in the middle of the aisle watching me.
Now I know that you are not supposed to play in cars. I know.
But that in no way means that I don’t.
So anyway, I put the car in neutral and revved the engine some making my own “Vroom, vroom,” sounds at the same time.
I would like to state for the record that if AnhMai was going to object, then this would have been a good time.
The seagull obviously wasn’t afraid; he just kept staring at me.
So I put the car back into drive and hit the gas.
Not excessively. Really. I don’t think the car ever even made it above 30 mph. And I fully expected the seagull to fly away.
For the third time, really.
Only he ... did not.
Or rather he did, but not soon enough.
Unless, as I fully believe, he was suicidal and aiming for the nose of my car, in which case his timing was perfect.
In the words of Wormmon, “Its not my fault!”