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  1. Driving ability, his name and an enlarged prostate: Three things I inherited from my dad, Dick Trickle.

    My car is built like a tank. A Sherman tank to be precise.

    Through a complicated legal and medical maneuver (unless you are from Canada) I am my own back-seat driving transgendered mother-in-law organ donor and everybody else can’t wait for me to die.

    • Remember in Papillon where McQueen was escaping from a brutal prison and he was trying to get a boat from a Leper in the jungle and he told McQueen to smoke his used cigar?…and he did.
      Leper: “How did you know my leprosy is the non contagious type?”
      McQueen: “I didn’t.”….

      CLASSIC

  2. Unlike most people being handed driver’s licenses these days, I can read the signs which are in English. (Saw DMV giving written tests in Spanish before letting these menaces on our streets in cash cars with no insurance)

    I have learned to drive with a gun in one hand and my finger out the window with the other hand, and can still use the horn.

    Basic truism, not a straight line: Fact is, we will never be as good as we think we are, but we will never be as bad as what we are called in traffic.

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