There was a horrible auto accident today in Germany that should give us all pause to consider what’s really important during this heated political season. I almost cried when I saw this picture. It is absolutely gut wrenching. This picture may be kind of hard to take – if you look closely you can see what appear to be some survivors of the accident still in the wreckage. Although the picture is quite graphic, it makes you realize how quickly our loved ones can be taken from us. It also clearly shows the importance of being properly strapped in. Apparently a group of Irish tourists stayed on scene to help, and even though they performed mouth to mouth on quite a few of them, none apparently survived.
Oh, the humanity. Deprived.
Terrible, terrible…..hey, wait a minute. I am so offended by this racial slur. I demand satisfaction. You know, the kind of satisfaction that only comes in the beauty of witnessing a lovely cascade down the side of a tall glass of Guinness.
oh…oh god….i think….i’m gonna…..be sick…
The is definitely a John Belushi moment, Cadet.
That’s the grolschest accident scene I have ever laid eyes on. God bless the Irish tourists for trying to minimize the wasted lives… or is it the wasted Irish trying to minimize their… oh, never mind.
Does Ted Kennedy know about this? Surely he knows what to do in this situation.
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
The Horror… The Horror
To see such young lives cut off without being given a chance to contribute….
Is there no GOD?
Wow, nothing excites me like old news!
Yes, but what about their quality of life? I mean, just it’s Grolsch we’re talking about.
Now, if it had have been, say, Saison Dupont…
#6 Andrew:
“Does Ted Kennedy know about this? Surely he knows what to do in this situation.”
You mean like consume mass quantities, have your sweetie perform the “highway from heaven” on you, proceed to drive off the bridge followed by aimless wandering through the woods minus the contents of your colon? Ah…
“She Wore A Yellow Ribbon”:
Officer: I want this barrel of whiskey emptied by the end of the day.
Sgt. Quincannon, to his troopers: Aye, it’s a man’s work we have before us this day, lads.
Bah, I can’t stand alcohol anyway. Let it all rot! Mwahahahahahaha!
Ug, I can just imagine the stench all those bodies would produce after lying on the highway in the hot sun all day. Now imagine you are a first responder with a hangover.
I know a neat trick that makes it look as though you opened a Grolsch by knocking the ceramic stopper off with your finger.
So… Sad…
Herein is a very gruesome story. One that is not for the weak hearted.
My family lived on 90 acres about 40 miles from San Antonio, TX. Some time in the late ’90’s, a young couple moved into a house across the road, set back down a crossroad (actually it T-d into the main road). Over a few years, they had two children, a boy and a little girl. One day a few years back, they were pulling out of this road, and I guess the husband didn’t really check the left side, because the highway is usually pretty deserted. But this highway connects two grain elevators about 12 miles apart, and there was an 18-wheeler going about 80 mph carrying a load of grain, coming that way.
And their Chevy Corsica was turned into a pile of steel unrecognizable as a car.
My late dad was on the front porch when it happened, having his morning coffee. He heard it, but didn’t see it. He went down in his pickup, and since he had his cell phone, he called 911. He got there just in time to watch the husband expire. The rest of the family was gone. The truck driver had fallen to his knees and was inconsolable. He was never charged. The wreck knocked out a 50 foot section of our fenceline that was never replaced. A single cross stands there now. My dad carried that memory to his last day, saying it was the most emotional thing he’d ever witnessed. I was only there for the clearing of the wreckage, and the bodies had been already removed. Half the county showed up for the funerals. An entire family wiped out in one morning. And they were damn fine people, too. A terrible shame.
You never know when something is going to blindside you like that. Just take the precautions you can. Myself, even before this happened, I had a habit of checking two, sometimes 3 times both ways before pulling out. The first time you are not vigilant, it may kill you. Keep it in mind.
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Oh, wait….this is a JOKE post. Seriously, I didn’t figure it out before typing all that. Sorry to bring everyone down. My story is true, by the way.
And I didn’t really mean to bring anyone down by that. I seriously didn’t get the joke.
otcconan – I think you need a beer.
don’t drink drunk
It actually appears to be an Austrian roadway, the roadside post reflector configuration gives that one away….
Signed, The Jinxmedic, who was ALMOST an analyst at a certain alphbet agency in Virginia…
Now THAT is alcohol abuse!