NaBloPoMo DAY 16:
Car Wreck at the Park: That was some bender the driver of this car was on last night. I found it parked haphazardly along the sidewalk. With the driver nowhere in sight, one can only assume she realized the error of her ways and abandoned the car.
Perhaps it was a toddler, drunk on Welch’s grape juice and graham crackers, who in a blurry-eyed attempt to get home, flew off the road, landing in this pile of mulch.
One can only wonder what the little tyke was up to, anyway. Note that one of the headlights is out. She ought to know that it’s totally against the law to be driving like that, and then realized what trouble she’d be in with the coppers. If she knows what’s good for her, she’s out getting a lawyer right about now.
As for the vehicle, with only a smile and one eye of a taillight left, clearly it’s seen better days. Let’s just hope she has insurance and can take it in to get it fixed.
As for the kid herself, somebody needs to tell her it’s time to lay off the grape juice. For a while, anyway. Until she lands on her feet. After all, it’s a slippery slope from grape juice to lemonade and whatnot.
Is an intervention in order? Let’s wait and see if she strikes again.
What do you think happened to this reckless kid?
Note: This month, I’m taking part in NaBloPoMo. Thirty days, 30 posts.
EXCITING NEWS! I don’t have Ebola and I’m not in quarantine!
Seriously though, I’m giving a prize to the one person who has commented on the most posts this month. If there’s a tie, I’ll do a drawing. Between you and me, I’m rooting for you!
As for the NaBlo-thingamajig, I must be insane to be doing this!
I say the grape juice did it. That purple drink can make you lose your senses before you say Tom Thumb! I’ve seen it happen. Maybe the tiny owner managed to get a ride home and found herself some chocolate ice cream while thinking about the latest model in Fisher Price cars.
I bet you’re right, MM. Grape juice is a drink that must be stopped!
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There was probably a tantrum, I would say a tantrum akin to when the young males around here are caught hooning and are told their vehicle will be pressed into a cube because they were being idiots. 🙂 I have seen them cry, no joke. And so they should cry, because I always think poor car, what did it do to deserve such a nitwit for an owner, why should it be crushed, why not crush the driver instead and give the car to someone who will treat it decently. 🙂
As part of NaBloPoMo I try to comment on as many participating blogs as I can, and I also add participating blogs to my feed reader.
So I’m just dropping by to let you know I’ve added your blog to my feedreader, I’m reading you loud and clear, I have a link up going at my place so my readers can find participating blogs which you are more than welcome to add your blog link to.
Looking forward to seeing your posts. You may see me drop by again during November, but it might be December before I finish my first drop by to blogs if I don’t get faster at leaving comments. 🙂
Happy NaBloPoMo to you!
Thank you for stopping by, and sorry it took so long for me to respond. Posting everyday has made me forgetful sometimes about going back and responding. Anyway, I appreciate your comments and that you added me to your feed. Very cool of you!
that kid is most likely crying his/her eyes out right now!! xx
Maybe she was just out of gas, and had to walk to the closest gas station. With little legs, though, that’s going to take a while. Nearest station is about a mile away. 🙂
The state of the vehicle and how it’s parked match a few in this neck of the woods…..
What are you implying? That this driver gets around? 😉
That car looks like more than a few of Dallas’s toys — he has a knack for “blinding” them, I’m afraid. As for this pink car, well, its driver probably compared it to the real things parked nearby, found it sorely lacking, and abandoned ship. Sometimes, walking is better than driving anyway!!
I love walking! You get to see so much more that way, and I can take lots of photos. Yes, walking’s the thing!
Poor child, likely had to walk home!
Maybe she took a bus or some other kid gave her a ride on their skateboard.
You know “girls that age”. She probably swerved to avoid a boy and then went home with him. He probably offered her a nihi.
Let’s hope that nihi wasn’t spiked. 😉
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Hahaha. Kid must have called a cab.
If she had her senses about her, yes indeed.