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Can you imagine explaining to your insurance that your car sustained damage being hit by a hot dog?
Well, how about some others that have happened:

"My submarine was hit by a car." (Admittedly, no insurance claim as the sub was a military vessel. In port, hit by a runaway parked car.)

"My plane hit a fish." (An eagle or such bird was carrying the fish and dropped it in avoiding the plane. They sometimes do species identification DNA testing on the goo to try to learn what sort of birds are getting in the way of planes--and sometimes it doesn't come back avian.)

And if you don't mind being slightly off:

"A whale hit my car." (I'm thinking of the infamous case of dynamiting a dead whale. There was vehicle damage from the rain of whale bits.)

"A rocket hit my car." (The flight went wrong not long after launch and the destruct was fired. The people inside the control center were fine, but there were a lot of damaged cars around it.)
 
Can you imagine explaining to your insurance that your car sustained damage being hit by a hot dog?
Well, how about some others that have happened:

"My submarine was hit by a car." (Admittedly, no insurance claim as the sub was a military vessel. In port, hit by a runaway parked car.)

"My plane hit a fish." (An eagle or such bird was carrying the fish and dropped it in avoiding the plane. They sometimes do species identification DNA testing on the goo to try to learn what sort of birds are getting in the way of planes--and sometimes it doesn't come back avian.)

And if you don't mind being slightly off:

"A whale hit my car." (I'm thinking of the infamous case of dynamiting a dead whale. There was vehicle damage from the rain of whale bits.)

"A rocket hit my car." (The flight went wrong not long after launch and the destruct was fired. The people inside the control center were fine, but there were a lot of damaged cars around it.)

A large boulder once fell through the roof of my parents house. I was there to witness it. They were flattening out a hill in the road in front of the house and the contractor used too much explosives and the iron mesh they put over the location flew off and a boulder fell though the roof along with some rocks and dirt through the windows.

I recall watching though the window with my mom. I was maybe 10-12 years old. The explosion happened and we ran behind the bed as dirt and stones broke the window.

The contractor fixed things but they never found the rock in the roof. It's still in there somewhere.
 
Growing up as a teen in the 1970's, the age of wall mounted kitchen telephones often as the only phone in the house, my good friend had three older sisters, each of whom used that kitchen phone as a daily lifeline to all their friends. His mom had this cockatoo that lived in a cage in the living room, not too far from the kitchen. It got to the point that the bird, listening, would hear the phone ringing, and the moment it stopped, that is one of the sisters pick up the phone, the bird would say "Hewoww", then it would pause, and then with near perfect timing would jump in to the conversation that one of the sisters was having with "Oh, Susswe, yesssss, oh noooo, yessssss, ha hahahaha" pause, pause, "oh wheely, no, ha hahahaha". That bird would keep it up for the entire phone call with a nonsensical order of bird versions of recognizable names and words, all with perfect teenage girl cadence and inflections including the high-pitched laughing.
 
I was teaching 4 year olds the other day, and because it’s an assessable subject, I take roll. So a couple of kids were away the previous lesson, so I always say jokingly that it’s not good enough etc.

Anyway I get to C, and he was away and he said he was away got mum got hurt. TA tells me that she hurt her leg falling due to C’s booby trap. So I put my mock angry face on and say you shouldn’t set booby traps for your mum!

This kid starts wailing and hitting his head and crying that he didn’t mean to trap his mum it was for (unintelligible).

So I call him over and ask him quietly who he set the trap for and he said ‘the ster’. So I asked ‘the monster?’ He cries ‘yes’ .

Well cracked me up. So we talked a bit about why there was a monster in his room and I said it probably wants to be friends and he should try and be friendly…. Blah blah blah.

What’s intriguing is what sort of booby trap did this 4 year old trap that was good enough to seriously hurt his mum’s leg?
 
The great comedy writer for the Miami Herald, Dave Barry, somehow managed to borrow the weinermobile for a few days many years ago and write about the experience in his column. One of the things he did was to embarrass his 12 year old son (in Junior High at the time) by driving the Weinermobile to his school and pick him up. He got on the Weinermobile's loudspeaker and yelled out (paraphrasing), "Will Rob Barry please report to the Weinermobile out front? Your dad is here to pick you up!" Here's a picture of that event:




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