Of course, I almost did end up ramming him, as I was getting my phone out to take this picture and failed to see him brake. Fortunately, I was able to stop (my Saturn would not have fared well after hitting him). Hitting him would have been awwwwkward.
Yes, that's a Gator trailer-hitch cover.
Dork.
/would totally spend that kind of money for a Razorback one....if I had a trailer hitch.
/and the gas station to the right is my local Circle K, where strange things are often afoot.
Steviekins,
ReplyDeleteI loved you once. How dare you insult us at such a sensitive time in our lives? With Percey being such a retard as late, I was hoping not to have to defend my beloved reptiles. Alas, you are one man not afraid to go straight for the balls, or ball hitch cover.
You are entirely wrong about one thing though. I would never date a gator, just fuck one and never call. This is a motto to live by. I know you feel the same.
Of course you wouldn't call him. Since the average Gator fan needs to make a choice between paying the trailer court fees, buying more Natural Light, and paying for a phone, they need to eliminate 1 of the three, and the phone is the one that goes.
ReplyDeleteHe sounds like he'd kind of enjoy being rammed from behind.
ReplyDeleteLermy, you too?
ReplyDeleteSteve has that effect on me
ReplyDeleteTrust me Lermontov, if you love the good things in life....beer from something other than a can, wine from something other than a box, and literature from something other than a magazine with glossy pictures of naked women (not that there's anything wrong with that), then you will despise the University of Florida.
ReplyDeleteHehehe, I saw the COOLEST hitch cover a couple days ago - it was a skull in which the eyes lit up red when they hit the brakes. I want a hitch just so I can get one.
ReplyDeleteThat's almost as cool as the paintings you used to see on the sides of vans that had a viking woman with armored breast plate and bikini bottoms, with red lights where her nipples were, that lit up.
ReplyDeleteI've never seen that.. how did i miss out in Okla?
ReplyDeleteNatural Light....the memories. Lying bastards, it doesn't go well with food.
ReplyDeleteNatural Light goes with nothing, least of all your colon.
ReplyDeleteAll right, I’m keeping out of this. My life became forfeit when I confused Florida State University with The University of Florida. It seemed like a natural mistake to me, but she’s never spoken to me since – apart from the death threats.
ReplyDeleteSimon, one of those schools is known for rape and illiteracy, the other for drugs and illiteracy. Both have engineering schools whose specialty is teaching the design and construction of mobile homes and dog fighting venues.
ReplyDeleteand the design of mobile meth labs.. don't forget that one.
ReplyDeleteThat's University of Kentucky.
ReplyDelete*cringe* one of my favorite, most comfy sweatshirts is a UK one.
ReplyDeleteDon't judge me! It was a gift given to me back in 1996.
My mom used to have a bumper sticker that said 'Gator Mom'
ReplyDeleteYes, we thought it was a cool sticker.
"Hitting him would have been awwwwkward". Maybe but it would have been satisfying.
ReplyDeleteLuna, don't you feel smarter when you remove that sweatshirt?
ReplyDeleteClaire, this is why we don't let our kids decorate our assets.
Therbs, possibly, until I saw the towing bill.
Some things just seem wrong... almost like oxymorons in a sense. Mentioning "Florida" and "University" in the same sentence is one of them.
ReplyDeleteI know...."vocational school" sounds like a better match. Or perhaps "Work-Release Program."
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