This came to me in an email about 8 years ago and gets a belly laugh every time I find it in the archives again. Pasted in for your amusement as it was received:
Don’t know if this story is true or know who wrote it …
I never dreamed slowly cruising on my motorcycle through a residential neighborhood could be so incredibly dangerous! Little did I suspect.
I was on Brice Street – a very nice neighborhood with perfect lawns and slow traffic. As I passed an oncoming car, a brown furry missile shot out from under it and tumbled to a stop immediately in front of me.