"I did NOT just roll over a .... !"
So, I was on a 44 mile ride with my hubby and some friends. We're cruising down a flat road fairly quickly in a pace line. I'm the fourth one in line with a guy behind me and then my husband. All of a sudden I'm riding over something that wasn't pointed out to me by the riders ahead of me. It happened so fast and there was a loud popping noise as I rolled over it. I didn't know what it was, but assumed it must have been a cup or a bottle or something to have popped like that. But then immediately I'm hearing all sorts of dramatic yelling behind me, "Ohhhhhh! Man!" and the like ... so I quickly figure out it must not have been something as generic and uninteresting as a cup. I hear somebody say something about a bunny and I flipped out. :eek:"I did NOT just roll over a bunny! Tell me I did not roll over over a bunny!"
Alas .... I rolled over a bunny. :( I am happy to report that the bunny was already dead, so I am not a bunny killer. However, because it was dead and rigamortis had set in, when I rolled over it, the poor little guy POPPED!!! :eek: And the guys behind me got to see the result ... which was not pleasant, to say the least!
So now we get a laugh when we think about the day Jen popped a bunny. And my friend came up with a hilarious song to the tune of the Veggie Tales Chocolate Bunny song ... "The bunny, the bunny, whoa I popped the bunny!"
Ahhhhh .... good times, good times! ;)