Today I was driving my little red convertible. This was a 40th birthday present to myself. Since the age of 16, I have coveted a little deuce coupe. This Summer, I decided that it was now or never so I bought my "feel good" car.
While I was sitting at an incredibly long red-light, I noticed a dark figure overhead. I looked up to see a buzzard fly above me, just a little too close for comfort. As I continued to wait for the light to change, I couldn't help but be aware of the buzzard as it continued to circle above me. This was a four lane highway with no roadkill in sight. However, something about a middle-aged woman driving a convertible must have seemed inviting to a necrophiliac bird who normally preys on decaying carcasses.
I looked up at the bird and told him, "I'm not dead yet!" as the light turned green and I sped away.
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