Hey, Californians, remember when you laughed at us here in Minnesota for the whole Jesse Venture debacle? Remember that? I know you do.
Yeah, so I guess this is me saying…
ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha. Oh MAN! that feels good! Phew, let me catch my breath here.
HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA!
Sorry about that, but you know we had to put up with Jesse for so long, now it’s your turn.
A public letter to the stupid bitch in the blue Honda with the “Start Seeing Motorcycles” bumper sticker,
Just a thought, maybe you should start seeing your fellow motorists. Seriously, look around and take notice. They exist in a physical space, much like the motorcyclists you are trying to keep safe. Sometimes these motorists might be existing in the same physical space as you might be wanting to occupy. Please notice us there.
For your own physical safety you might really want to take notice of us because someone, perhaps even myself, might not be able to brake as fast as I did today. It’s a good thing I DID brake as quickly as I did and that my brakes are new, because if your trite, socially conscious stickered, tardmobile had bumped into my car….
Well, let’s just say that the nexus of raging PMS, early period, 8 days of insomnia, no caffeine and the fact that I had not had a cigarette since 9am might culminate in me forcing you off the road, ripping your door off, ripping your head off and wedging it tightly in your ass.
Just saying, is all.
To Sit in a Room With us for Twenty Minutes
Jen and I were trying to tell my sister a story, it started like this…
Jen: Okay, so our neighbor…
Me: Bob!
In Unison: HE’S A PALINDROME
Hysterics all around.
and also you
This morning during my 2nd bout with rush hour traffic ( you don’t want to know…maybe you do, I’m not telling) I was driving next to a big rig with out a trailer attached. Lack of sleep contributed to my utter confustion but it took a full two minutes to comprehend what was painted on the back of the rig:
Cause The Little Voices
Told Me Too
First of all, I always get confused when they don’t use an apostrophe on “Cause”. You’ve cut off the front of the word and an apostrophe would indicate be helpful since the word ‘Cause’ is a word in its own right and to read that word first sets up some expectations about how the rest of the sentence will be read.
Second is the issue of the ‘too’. Is he saying that something he had done had been guided by little voices? He’s using the wrong word here. Or is he saying that the little voices told him something that they had also shared with some other people (but obviously not me)? Perhaps he wants to advertise his participation in this most exclusive of groups. Honestly, (and remember I am talking about someone who chose to paint a poorly conceived slogan on his transportation) I think that if you combine the issue of the ‘Cause’ with the fact that he even went through the trouble to paint that on his truck you can only come to the conclusion that he is using the wrong ‘to’ and is not actually part of some exclusive voice receiving posse.
So then we are forced to ponder this: why would you pay someone cash money to paint something that is:
* Painfully stupid
* Obviously not well thought out
* Grammatically incorrect?
Well I think you should look no further than the back of that truck for your answer.
you decide
Facial Hair, Gay Bar, or Sex Position
* Jungle Jim
* Unlucky Pirate
* Infinite Loop
* Reverse Shuttlecock
* Soul Train
* Unlined Pocket
* Indian Burn
* Pigs in Blankets
* Muffin Top
* Landfill
* New Recruit
* Taffy Puller
* Hairy Potter
* Party Barge
* El Camino
* The H.O.V.
* Split Rock
* Victimless Crime
* Meat Packer
* 7/10 Split
* Muddy Footprint