LeapinLizards
It's a BEAUT Clark!
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I'm going to start out by saying sorry for this rant...but I am MAJORLY P.O. :shout:
Danny and I went over to my fathers house to watch the new Batman movie (even though we saw it in theaters) on his new flat screen and surround sound that he is oh-so-proud of
At this point let me mention that Danny and I live 10 miles outside the city, on the other side of the river. In the winter, almost every night, it is instantly foggy as soon as you cross the river.
I was driving along, going 65 in my little Honda Prelude, a low car to begin with, but is lowered a bit more:
...and through the fog at the LAST second (it's so thick you can't see 10 feet in front of you) I see a row of BEER CANS lined up in my lane of the highway - about 5 or 6 of them. Well at that speed, you can't swerve away, it's too foggy and I didn't know if there was oncoming traffic. So I plow through them, my cars bottom tags them all (man I wish I was in the truck) and it is a shower of BEER ALL OVER MY WHOLE FREAKIN CAR.
Now, if you know me at all, my car is my BABY. It's 15 years old, has over 200k on it, but I love it to death. I got home and was so mad I was about in tears. Then, realize it's so cold all the hoses are frozen, so I have to drag buckets of hot water out of the house...and my car STILL smells drunk
WHO DOES THAT? HOW IS THAT EVEN FUNNY??? :main_angry::bomb:
Danny and I went over to my fathers house to watch the new Batman movie (even though we saw it in theaters) on his new flat screen and surround sound that he is oh-so-proud of
At this point let me mention that Danny and I live 10 miles outside the city, on the other side of the river. In the winter, almost every night, it is instantly foggy as soon as you cross the river.
I was driving along, going 65 in my little Honda Prelude, a low car to begin with, but is lowered a bit more:
...and through the fog at the LAST second (it's so thick you can't see 10 feet in front of you) I see a row of BEER CANS lined up in my lane of the highway - about 5 or 6 of them. Well at that speed, you can't swerve away, it's too foggy and I didn't know if there was oncoming traffic. So I plow through them, my cars bottom tags them all (man I wish I was in the truck) and it is a shower of BEER ALL OVER MY WHOLE FREAKIN CAR.
Now, if you know me at all, my car is my BABY. It's 15 years old, has over 200k on it, but I love it to death. I got home and was so mad I was about in tears. Then, realize it's so cold all the hoses are frozen, so I have to drag buckets of hot water out of the house...and my car STILL smells drunk
WHO DOES THAT? HOW IS THAT EVEN FUNNY??? :main_angry::bomb: