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Originally Posted by omgfrswtf
I pulled apart my bumper this week to try to fix the bumper gap, and I found a dead frog, dried out from the wind, clinging to the grill with a frozen look of terror on its face.
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When I lived in Louisiana I frequently had to run up from New Orleans to Baton Rouge on I-10, which runs right through the Maurepas Swamp just a few feet above water level. During mating season, the bullfrogs would come up out of the swamp en masse looking to get lucky and would try to cross the road. They were impossible to avoid. I'd try to miss them with my wheels, but of course they would hop when the car was over them, and I'd hear them thump and tumble down the underside of the car. There would be bullfrog carnage all over the road.
Big bull gators also try to cross that highway during mating season. For a few weeks each year you can see gator carcasses on the shoulders, some of them pretty messy. Luckily I never hit one of those, although I've seen them sitting right on the shoulder as I passed, waiting to try to cross, and had to swerve around some whose luck had run out. I've also seen tourists stop to take pictures of them.
The sad thing is that hawks and eagles will swoop down to the road to eat roadkill and will get hit. It's a wildlife apocalypse zone.
The worst thing that happened to me along there was an insect holocaust. I drove my Jeep into a thick swarm of something and my windshield suddenly went opaque. There's only so much the built-in windshield washer can handle. I had to pull off and clean it.