Fcuking suicidal wildlife pisses me off. For fcuks sake, if you want to kill yourself, thats fcuking fine, and I don't give a sh1t, go for it, but stop looking to me for help! A kangaroo wiped himself out on my hire car on Sunday, and a fcuking big stupid eagle flew into the windscreen of my little hyundai today.
The fcuking eagle was huge and at 130 Kph (80 MPH) I was sure it was gonna go straight thru the windscreen and once inside would probably decide that I wasn't its friend, but that little Hyundai is one tough little fcuker, that 50 pound bird just bounced off and over the top of the car, and apart from a dirty smudge, did no damage at all!
Well there may have been some other damage in my underpants, but less said about that, the better. The good news is the cars been returned, Thrifty are none the wiser, and I'm in the Virgin lounge availing myself of all the free food and booze I can, while I wait several hours for my direct flight home. Seriously, as much as I'm loving 80+ degree weather in the middle of winter, the suicidal Northern Territory wildlife pisses me off.
