Today would have been Hunter S Thompson’s 70th birthday. It’s been two and a half years since he decided to end his life. I prefer to remember other things from him.
The car suddenly veered off the road and we came to a sliding halt in the gravel. I was hurled against the dashboard. My attorney was slumped over the wheel. “What’s wrong?” I yelled. “We can’t stop here. This is bat country!”
Which reminds me of this picture I came across last year somewhere on the web:
That never fails to make me laugh. :)