What’s that? Under the driver’s seat?
A silver hammer.
Lol, No, mine.
What for? In case of a car jacking?
No. In case I’m caught. In a flood.
You remember the floods in NSW a few weeks back when a car tried to drive through a flooded road and the car sank, the driver died? You know what happened?
The electronics failed. The driver couldn’t open a door or window to escape. Suffocated. Now if he had a hammer.
Gives a new meaning to the old song, doesn’t it?
‘If I Had a Hammer’.
I didn’t know everything came with an escape hatch
but apparently it does :
my Holden Cruze, for instance,
the one I was trapped in last week has an escape hatch
on the central console;
and I have an escape hatch
everytime my gardener bangs on about bananas —
it’s called, ‘checking on the roast’;
there’s one for closed arguments:
‘responding to a call of nature’;
there’s even an escape hatch from life
when things gets too onerous but most of us
are programmed not to take it — though on World R U OK day when
the phone calls are meddlesome as mozzies,
*pic courtesy of Wiki Commons