Fuck...fuck...fuck...fuuuuck....fuck...fuck
~Gary Scott
On that fateful Halloween night where Michael Myers murdered many of Haddonfield's inhabitants, the night of death did not stop with Michael's supposed demise. As the coroner was hauling Myers' body, he was too busy discussing corpse fornication and not paying attention to the country roads.
The cow was probably just trying to cross the street. Harmlessly. Its not as fast as other animals as it carries a lot of weight. And at that time, in the middle of the night, it probably thought it safe to take a rest in the middle of the street. Surely oncoming vehicles would see such a big object. But no. And the cow was destroyed.
Lesson: Talking necrophilia while driving is as dangerous as texting. Don't do it.
Here's to the cow!
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