While driving back from Tobermory this afternoon with proof on my camera the sun came out once this weekend, I got stuck behind a slow moving SUV on a road that has so many twists and turns and ups and downs that it’s almost impossible to pass unless you’re riding a jet plane - with lots, and I mean lots, of torque.
My Civic doesn’t qualify. And I’m a bit cautious to boot.
But for about 10 minutes I felt like I was at the movies, all set for the main feature, with a good seat for once, and just as the lights dim a person wearing three toques on his head sits down right in front of me, and after 30 seconds of craning my neck I realize he’s not wearing three toques - he just has a very fat head and it’s not going to get any thinner any time soon.
Ok, I had a great (wee) holiday and that’s enough of my moaning.
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But you know what I mean? Why are they so wide?
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3 comments:
They have to be big and wide to match their owners' egos.
Fat. Asses.
And lots of cupholders.
Bobbie and crazylegs are both right. we're batting two for two.
GAH
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