An every day, ordinary object that attacks those foolish enough to take it
casually. Although innocent and harmless to the eye, the curb is in fact a brutal
killing machine. Its favourite prey is those who are
sprinting under an extreme influence of alcohol - a deadly combination.
Onlooker (to his mate): "Forget about the 20st
fiesta owner that is
chasin you down the road
Gib, its that bloody curb you want to look out for..."
Onlooker (to himself): "Aw shit! Well, i did warn him!"