Date: Tue, 5 Jul 2011 12:15:11 -0400
Reply-To: ed donnen <spliced.surprise@GMAIL.COM>
Sender: Vanagon Mailing List <vanagon@gerry.vanagon.com>
From: ed donnen <spliced.surprise@GMAIL.COM>
Subject: Harpies II
Content-Type: text/plain; charset=windows-1252
Night of the Harpies, Part II
Oh, you still reading this? The odd thing about a really good G&T is that
the alcohol goes straight to my fingers. When I try to type, "and I drove
down the highway at moderate speed," it comes out, "andway Iway ovedray
ownday ethay ighwayhay atway oderatemay eedspay." But I digress. Now where
was I? Oh yes, "You continue west on 66 hoping to be pulled over by an
officer (You don't have a cell phone)."
Officer Browning-Automatic:
In due course your cunning plan comes to fruition and an officer in the
local constabulary stops the pursuit and provides assistance by placing his
vehicle between the raging harpies and yourself. Things now take on the
look/feel like an episode of "Cops" (bad harpies, bad harpies, what you
gunna do…). Officer Browning-Automatic repeatedly stops your narrative to
tell the Harpies to get back into the vehicle and wait for him. After a
short time other officers arrived and you attempt to tell your saga to
each. During this discourse two mini vans pulled up in front of you and
again you have to stop your tale as Officer Browning-Automatic goes forward
to ascertain why they stopped. When he returns he asks one of the other
officers to take their statements as both vehicle drivers were witness to
the second attack on 66. We now have most of Arlington County's finest
lined up behind the Harpy-mobile, all lights flashing. The Harpies are all
out of their vehicle, two of them flat on the ground. The vehicle has all
its doors open, trunk open, even the hood is open.
Hey, have you noticed you went from having a truck to driving a vehicle? It
must be the LEO influence field at work.
The Rescue Vehicle:
When asked how Harpy Prime sustained leg and knee injuries, you state you
don't know. It could have been the first attack, the second attack, or just
them walking out into traffic during the second attack, or not related at
all. A Rescue Vehicle arrives and Harpy Prime is put inside for medical
treatment screaming insults and threats, ing, ing, ing; officers assist with
the containment. Harpy Prime is finally restrained by wrapping her to the
gurney with Duct Tape (use 127). After a bit the Rescue Vehicle leaves with
the screaming Harpy Prime inside. No need for a siren, just leave the
windows open,…ing ing ing ing ing ing …
Epilogue: Harpy Secondary was driving on a suspended license (no kidding),
occupants in the vehicle were "heavily intoxicated" (ditto above comment).
According to Arlington County procedures, drivers exchange info, so now the
Harpies have my name, address, and phone number. Oh brother!
The above saga was true, only the names have been changed to obscure the
facts.
Final score- Truck 1.5, Harpies 0.
Post Script: This is the first time I have written in the Second Person.
Maybe I am trying to disconnect myself from the whole incident.
|