Somewhere along that great ribbon of asphalt and concrete that links The City to the Big Apple, there is a pond. More specifically, that pond is in Utah. And in that Utahn pond, gulls congregate. Their flight path to said pond takes them across Interstate Eighty. And when the dumb bird misjudges the speed of oncoming traffic, well, they tend to wind up even more kaput than a Chevy Vega attempting Le Mans. Also of note: when the Utah Division of Wildlife Resources comes across large, hazardous roadkill, they drag it out into the desert for scavenger snacktime.

Gulls vs. Cars: Birds aren't winning [Salt Lake Tribune]

Road Kill Candy: Kids Love Dead Animals in Fruity Flavors [Internal]