Late at night got the dog a walk around.

Late at night got the dog a walk around. Tired of that room. The smoke touched my lungs advising the body was tired. But you know, work, couldn't sleep yet. Not before the...

last word on the whole affair was finished. As I smoked my pipe, my jack russell led me past mounds of dirty snow. A sedan flashed its brights and pulled up beside me. "We need you

." Jumped (or grabbed), in the car. Bound to the seat by the mere desire to be restrained. I had no reason to escape. And I witnessed a sky pass by me - missing forever.

The sky was like my soul leaving my body for eternity, and I began to wax poetically about philosophical matters. As the car broke through the guard rail, I began to wonder whether

Alrighty then. So be it. I always wanted a hot rod. I closed my eyes and fell into hell. When I opened my eyes, I found that hell wasn't at all what I expected. Blue skies

, flowing streams of water, Barney the dinosaur, an ice cream truck and my lawyer. But I could not prepare myself for the thing that was ahead of me.

Called a speed bump. My primitive needs for speed flowed through my mind, it was irresistible. BUMP! There goes my oil pan. Barney couldn't even save me.

One would think that after destroying the frame after the first speed bump, I'd avoid the rest, but the urge was too great. I gunned it, and felt every ounce of every bounce over

the chassis, it got trounced, as my arms flounced, a trooper pounced, my driving style denounced and I was booked on multiple counts.