tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17766790.post642271371251877645..comments2015-09-28T20:53:38.374-05:00Comments on Chronicles of Jaysephus: Ruminations from The RoadJayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14036146984865168805noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17766790.post-74374564334983109392008-06-30T13:05:00.000-05:002008-06-30T13:05:00.000-05:00Excellent embellishment, sir. Unfortunately, it wa...Excellent embellishment, sir. Unfortunately, it wasn't a chicken stuck in the license plate but large male goat. Other than that you had it about right...Jayhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14036146984865168805noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17766790.post-4082644664081148772008-06-30T12:57:00.000-05:002008-06-30T12:57:00.000-05:00And then...there was this twister. And it picked ...And then...there was this twister. And it picked the caddy up and spun us around for a solid hour. When it vomited us out at last, we found that not only were we not dead, but we were miraculously still on the road and heading in the right direction.<BR/><BR/>And the only thing wrong with the caddy was a chicken that had been driven halfway through the license plate - back end first. But, as all the truckers we passed thought it was there on purpose, we left it.<BR/><BR/>Seriously.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com