One more thing to worry about
When eating breakfast in downtown St. Pete, you could get attacked by a bat. Cheryl Koski was eating breakfast outside of the Dome Grill when she felt something bumping around her leg. It was a bat. Koski whacked the bat with a restaurant tray and called animal control. They said the bat tested positive for rabies Wednesday. Rabies? That’s what they’re telling the newspaper. I’m not so sure about this. I bet it was a vampire, and now poor Ms. Koski will become a member of the living dead. And she’ll be forced to live a life of biting other unsuspecting citizens. Not a life I would want. Of course, the black cape they get to wear is pretty cool. And when she had appointments in Tampa, she could avoid the traffic and the long drive over the bridges. Not to mention flying in to see free Bucs games and concerts at the new outdoor ampitheater. And she’ll live forever. But the “I vant to dreenk your blooood” thing is weird. Couldn’t enter a house without a specific invitation. And I really like garlic. And the hours are difficult.
Personal note to Ms. Koski: If you happen to read this, I want you to know that this is just a lame-ass attempt at humor, and I hope you don’t feel upset that I’m making light of your encounter. I’m sure none of that stuff will REALLY happen. But if it does, please don’t bite me.
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