Jim Litz was out for a leisurely bike ride on Monday morning. While coasting down a hill he hit a rise in the road and suddenly spotted a bear only 10 feet in front of him. Without time to react Jim plowed into the bruin while traveling an est. 25 mph. He tumbled over the handlebars, his helmet hit the bear's back and the two went cartwheeling down the road.
The 300-pound bear rolled over Litz's head, cracking his helmet, and scratched his back.
After a heated argument the two exchanged insurance information and the bear went scampering up a hill above the road.
Jim later realized that the bear's insurance information was bogus and is now having to make a claim on his own policy.
When asked if he regrets not calling the police Litz replied, "I should have been more suspicious when he handed me a piece of bark that smelled a lot like feces."
3 comments:
heh
that's hilarious. that last line, anyway. i think the word "feces" increases a blog's net worth by about 11 percent.
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