This story comes up so often it probably deserves it’s own category.

The black box entitled search at the top right corner of the screen knows.

Maelinar, I did. It returned no results. Hence the query.

…except that a search for “stuffed animals” returns nothing, and a search for “Kings Highway” reveals nothing relating to the stuffed animals. I watch this site pretty closely and have never seen a story about stuffed animals.

I’m guessing it has to do with making people aware of the roadkill and thus need to be more vigilant on that road at night.

have a look at this….

http://www.thinktag.com/country/archive/country_diary089.htm

RuffnReady said :

I’m guessing it has to do with making people aware of the roadkill and thus need to be more vigilant on that road at night.

I’ve never drawn the line between teddy bears and road safety myself.

It’s amazing where you see them though – I recently went to Congo which is a little settlement east of Moruya, and on the dirt road into town, lo and behold, teddies nailed to trees.

Seen them down near Tathra too.

I find the whole thing quite creepy. It’s like an homage to a serial killers childhood.

This is probably the most recent story here in the series:

Teddy Bear Lynchings

It is a terrible thing that all these stuffed animal corpses are displayed as they are. It must be a warning to other stuffed animals that this is a bad area. Perhaps an underpass for them? Maybe we can have a fundraiser to build said underpass so we can stop the unnecessary carnage of our plush friends. There has been many a time i have come after an accident and just seen skidmarks leading up to a plush smear on the road and a car with a smashed windscreen with fluff splattered everywhere.

http://photo.net/photodb/photo?photo_id=2576795

Breaks my heart it does.

many years ago, back in the good old days when TV was black and white and picket fences were made of wood, there was a young man who was smitten by a fair maiden.

One day the young man was gaily prancing through the forest to visit his beloved when came across a house made completely of fairy bread and donuts. At first he was intrigued, and not a little scared, but after a while he gathered the courage to knock of the door, which incidentally was made of wafers coated in dark chocolate.

Surprisingly, no-one answered his knock so he turned the glazed fruit door nob and opened the door. Stepping inside he found a bowl of jellied eels with some sugar on them. He sat down and took a sip from it, and found it was not sweet enough.

he then found another bowl, this time with jellied eel covered in custard and icing sugar so he took another sip. He found this not sweet enough either.

Then, he noticed another bowl. This was jellied eel in custard on a bed of chocolate eclairs with jelly bean garnish and topped with icing sugar formed into a small tower. he took a ulp and then ran madly around the room, suffering from instant diabetes.

he then left this strange little house and went to his beloveds small, but cosy house on the edge of the forest.

He knocked and there was no answer. He knocked again but still no answer. Slightly worried and not feeling so gay he opened the front door and went directly to her bedroom.

Imagine his surprise and disappointment when he looked down at her, sleeping quietly, a picture of virginal beauty, in her arms, a teddy bear.

The young man was shattered and ran rather ungaily from the house. In his despair he didn’t notice that the lights were green and was run over by a rather large truck.

It is said that from that day on his ghost haunts the road from Queanbeyan to canberra and any lone teddy bear walking these woods is kidnapped and cruelly nailed to a tree to show all and sundrey the pain inflicted upon his by his unfaithful beloved.

(Or, at least, that’s one of the stories I’ve heard. And who is to say that it isn’t true?)

@ Thumper. That’s the version I was told too. Only it was salted herrings, not jellied eels.

There is an intense rivalry between my partner and my teddy bear. I’ve told him before, “If you make me choose, it’s gonna be Tedda all the way.” So we have an understanding. But he can be awfully mean to Tedda at times.

Granny said :

There is an intense rivalry between my partner and my teddy bear. I’ve told him before, “If you make me choose, it’s gonna be Tedda all the way.” So we have an understanding. But he can be awfully mean to Tedda at times.

funny, i have the same problem with my wife and the kids…

So the answer is noone knows?

It started with Pooh Corner halfway down the Clyde.