Man, more photos for you. You should cackle with glee at this insight into my life! Because honestly, this is some premo stuff. This weekend I attended a hockey game my brother was playing in. I got there a little late due to Springfield's inexplicable desire to repair all the roads at the exact same time. Questioning why they are repairing the roads will lead you to the conclusion that they pick the ones in the best shape, and endeavor to keep them in such impressive condition by constantly digging them up and resurfacing them to appear exactly as they did in the first place. It really is a marvelous system.
Anyway, once there most of the parking spots were taken. Including some especially good real estate up front by none other than the visiting team's bus. And the rat bastard was taking up about 9 really great parking spots. This I could not tolerate, roads may not be under my influence, but a charter bus is well within my capacity for revenge. I shamed the poor fool with this beauty:
I consider it another tool in the arsenal in the war against idiotry.
It was glorious. Especially considering how covertly I managed it. I prepared the bumpersticker, then pretended to be kneeling to tie my shoe and slapped it on under-the-leg style. I stood up, started walking to the rink and got about 4 steps before some of the opposing team (as identified by their "I'm better than you" track suits) rounding the corner. My face betrayed nothing except marvelous breeding. The best was timing my exit from the rink after the game/brutal pummeling and seeing them all milling around the bus completely oblivious. Just keep advertising it to the world guys, like the tracksuits didn't handle that already.
- Scott
Good call my friend. Good call.
ReplyDeletethe Mall of America definitely needs more people sticking those stickers!
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Please tell me that "harry" is you, commenting on your own post.
ReplyDeleteAlso, I think turning off your engine while still in drive, then forcing your car into park, thereby breaking some parts and melting others, qualifies as "parking like an idiot."
So far those bumper stickers have seen two great uses... the bus and to a lesser extent, Jake's car when it was in my parking spot. Good buy Scott, good buy!
ReplyDeleteTim, why do I get the feeling you did that at some point?
Because you're delusional, I think. I was definitely talking about Scott's incident.
ReplyDeleteNo, Harry is my good friend Nathan Harry who now hails from Seattle and keeps a blog who, come to think of it, I need to add to mis blogo-s favoritos.
ReplyDeleteSecondly, it's a testament to how incredibly strong I am that I could even get the thing into park. And a further testament to my manli-ness that the metal melted in response to the enormous pressure I was putting it under.
- Scott
P.S. I doubt you could even get the white stallion into park with the engine in drive.