I kid you not, I have a friend that lives in Oregon and hit an Emu.
One of those big ostrich looking things. I guess there was a farm nearby.
I guess the policeman that came to the scene, thought she was drunk because they didn't find the bird til the next day. Who would belive someone who said they hit an Emu, in Oregon.
I loved her analogy. She said she was driving and all of a sudden there was a vegas showgirl in front of her car.
