So I'm driving home from work ...
Jun. 22nd, 2007 06:59 amIn front of me in the passing lane, a truck piled high with lumber. On my right, a Sunoco tanker.
And after a good thirty seconds of being in this position, I say to the empty car, "Oh, my God, I am one snapped cable away from being a Final Destination sequel, aren't I?"
And after a good thirty seconds of being in this position, I say to the empty car, "Oh, my God, I am one snapped cable away from being a Final Destination sequel, aren't I?"
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Date: 2007-06-22 12:31 pm (UTC)"...and pray that every single metal beam on every truck is tied down securely enough: tonight, they become projectiles, freeway missiles, breaking windshields..."
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Date: 2007-06-22 09:19 pm (UTC)Those movies are a very bad influence on one's paranoia!
Hee. So funny when you realize weird things like this aren't just you.