Time to take grandma's car keys away:
Two elderly women are recovering from heat stroke and heat exhaustion after locking themselves in a hot car in Daytona Beach.Police say their battery apparently died, the automatic locks failed, and they didn't know they could unlock the doors manually.
The women were trapped for nearly two hours before a passerby spotted their plea for help, which they wrote on the back of a tissue box.Rescue workers smashed a window to get the ladies out.
When I'm old, I'll probably get killed while I'm crawling along 200 miles below the speed limit in my flying car, the top of my head barely poking over the control panel, left turn signal on since the Mid-West, big bra on the front to keep the crushed nanobots out the grill -- and I'm hit from behind by a spacecraft because I'm driving in the space-shuttle-only lane.
Posted by floridacracker at September 17, 2006 05:10 PMThat was no nanobot bug-splat on your windshield, it was Al Gore on his french fry grease powered moped. No wonder you went out with a smile on your face and it wasn't just from the Allmans 8-track you were playing way too loud.
Posted by: tfhr at September 17, 2006 08:10 PMCan't hang that one on my head: Al Gore was killed in a freak Wicker Man accident at Stonehenge in 2017.
Posted by: Donnah at September 17, 2006 08:39 PMThe last words you'll hear: "Lady, you gotta lower the shields so we can teleport you outta there."
Posted by: dorkafork at September 18, 2006 11:19 AMThat'd be the angels talking -- no way I'd survive having a space shuttle crawl up my tailpipe, and portable time-zappers won't be available on every ambulance for a bit.
Posted by: Donnah at September 18, 2006 10:20 PM