When your job is to keep 150 tons of steel from transforming into 150 tons of mangulated death (all while barreling along a thin piece of track at hundreds of miles per hour), that's bound to inspire some horror stories. Case in point: a high-speed train engineer feels a slight bump as he's zooming down the tracks, but a quick check out the front window doesn't reveal anything out of the ordinary. What is out of the ordinary is the piercing wail of every single person the conductor tosses a friendly wave to as the train passes them by, so he stops and, accompanied by the earsplitting screech of violins, discovers something a whole lot bigger (not to mention a whole lot more pants-filling) than a grasshopper plastered to the front of the train.
"Darnit. Get the squeegee."
It's a person, in case that wasn't clear or something.
The Truth:
As a high-speed HGV train pulled into a railway station in France, awaiting passengers were greeted with a scene straight out of their Thomas-the-Tank-Engine-inspired nightmares: literally embedded into the front of the train was a somewhat fresh, more-than-somewhat flattened corpse.
(HEY! Clashy here! I'm running out stories to post, so you can help motivate me to search harder if you vote (star) your favorite pastas in this book AND COMMENT on the random parts you like the most. I will also try to look for the actual enlongated Ticci Toby story. And I added the barbie.avi story and not just the summary. Thanks for your time!)
