RAMBLIN' ON #7. WHERE'S THE KARMA?

           I nearly hit a kookaburra the other day as I was driving down a country road at a country road speed. It launched itself from the edge of the road and flew straight across in front of my car's grill. I slammed on my brakes and swerved violently in the hope of it clearing the front of my car. It was with a great feeling of relief that I saw the bird rise up above the bonnet of my car with it's wings flapping madly as it tried to storm climb clear of my car, which quickly turned into a great feeling of anger and disgust when it unleashed a torrent of bird-shit that splattered all over my bonnet and,as I later found out, most of my roof!
Thinking about it, however, as the bird flew unscathed over my car then onwards out over the valley behind me it occurred to me that after the close call it had just survived, it probably couldn't have helped it! Until I heard it in a tree on the other side of the valley, laughing it's head off!