Werewolf! ZOMBIES!

So there we were, backing out of the driveway, when suddenly something thrashes against the side of the car repeatedly. I scream, my mum screams, it was all sorts of terrifying. Did I mention it's a full moon? And a harvest moon or whatever, so it's all yellow and scary and shit.

I thought a werewolf had attacked us and was trying to rip the car door off it's hinges, I thought my mother had run someone over and they were clawing at the side of the car and for some reason had super human strength.

Turns out we had just run over the recycling bin. How disappointing.