Random Thought
“There's no panic like the panic you momentarily feel when you've got your hand or head stuck in something.”

Another Thought...

PostHeaderIcon Thirst for death!

(18 January 2001, New Zealand) The west coast of New Zealand is threaded with

narrow, windy roads that climb and descend the hills at improbable angles. A

Christchurch driver with little patience for those dangerous curves was

preparing a hot cup of tea in her car when she learned one last lesson about

respect for the road.

Nothing, but nothing, could keep her from her afternoon tea that day. Well all

right, one thing could keep her from her tea. Karma. While she was trying to

brew a cuppa, her car plunged over a precipice and into a creek. The woman was

found dead three days later, still holding a box of teabags, with a mug wedged

against the steering wheel and a thermos of hot water beneath her feet.

There were no brake marks on the road


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