In honor of the upcoming fall holidays my van has developed a new style of vocalization.
Nothing serious I hope. I believe there is a piece of paper or fabric caught in my blower fan.
At random times, a shriek that could wake the dead sounds from the passenger side of the vehicle. Creepy by day and hair-raisingly eerie by night.
I’m glad I don’t believe in the possibility of zombies.
If there was such a thing, it would sound just like my van.
Other random trips around town find the fan clucking and gobbling like a turkey.
Both scintillating stylings add another element of fun while on the road.
Heavy metal music, for me, births homicidal thoughts. Trust me when I say that screaming zombies or turkey crescendos do the same when I encounter an illegal left hand turner or tailgater.
I suppose I should offer my van to Hollywood in case they need some really great turkey and/or zombie noises.
So here goes. If any of you are looking for some realistic, yet fresh and new, zombie or turkey voices, let me know. For a small fee, you too could enjoy authentic sounds for the fall holidays.
Suppose I could get the van to backfire “Ho,Ho,Ho?”
- Kelly Klepfer
- Change. I've learned to embrace it, ride it out til the end. Sometimes I'm kicking and screaming, other times weeping with my eyes clinched tight. Once in awhile I ride like a dog in a car, head out the window snorting what life has to offer. Mother to young adult children, a marriage of almost thirty years, and a desert to mountain to valley waltz with God have shaped me into someone I never imagined I'd be. Life is short and I want to live it. Tears, sighs, laughter and change. Every morsel granted to me. Scrambled, shaken or stirred.