I intend this to be a joke, though I'm certain that some hilarious arguments will ensue...
Has this ever happened to you?: So I was driving on Rt. 50 on Friday and ended up behind a car with a "SUP" window sticker. I quickly felt pangs or rage shooting up my spine. My jaw began to tighten, and I clenched my teeth. I was on a mission to cut off this person! "You and your stupid canoe can suck it!" I thought as I floored the gas pedal. As I pulled next to this car and saw some benign looking old lady at the wheel...the anger faded and I just kept driving.
I sat there wondering for at least an hour why I got so furious at a window sticker. Maybe the thought that this Gidget-breeding monstrosity is overtaking lineup's everywhere, or maybe the fear that some oar-wielding kook will one day give me a concussion. Maybe I just resent the fact that a punch of 'posers' keep invading my world and making me feel less cool. Maybe it's the fact that my girlfriend's mom told me she is determined to try it; she is from West Virginia. Maybe I should be committed?![]()




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