Thanksgiving traffic is nuts this year.

Today, a bull escaped “from a vehicle parked in front of a slaughterhouse along Delaware Avenue, and made a break for it.” It wandered up on 95:

Look, if the bull escapes the slaughterhouse, I feel like you gotta just let him go. That’s the rule. Like the urban myth about executions. That bull got the better of you, so now he’s free to roam. That’s what happens in an ideal world. Not here:

No word on if he was able to make it into a china shop.