Myrtle and me just had one of them "Near Death" experiences when all I could see were headlights and stars and a tunnel that turned out to be Myrtle's big mouth opened asking me if I was alright.
The last thing I remembered was the horn getting stuck just as a whole gang of bikers were going around us. Then me diving under the dash.
That was one time I'm glad Myrtle was driving. She said that they just shook their heads. "I smiled real big and gave them all a thumbs-up!"
-I.B. (Both Shaken & Stirred) Moleturd
