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Quoteanytime your being passed on the right side you really should get whacked with the clue stick.
Wait...there is an exception, and it always seems like this happens to me in New York City. If you are on a highway with three lanes in each direction, and you are cruising along in the middle lane, I can't stand it when a driver will come up behind you in the middle lane, and then cruise over to the right lane and pass you there when there is absolutely no traffic in the left lane.
A One that Isn't Cold is Scarcely a One at All
That is like my raison d'etre - to pass people on the right. 
If I can still see the bottom of your tires on the freeway, I ain't tailgating. And, if I ain't getting 4 wheel drift through a turn, I ain't going fast enough.
I AM one of those assholes everyone complains about :)
I was told I drive like a combination of an angry F.I.B. and a European F1 driver wanna-be. 
RevJim 0
Ahhhh, so you're that focker I aim for when I'm driving the semi! 
It's your life, live it!
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have I told you you have a nice aviator picture there....I like that one
Damn straight - and to think I learned how to drive in Cheesehead land - it was just that I got all my practice on I-90/94 around Chicago.
RevJim 0
Why thank you Becky! I'm not usually the most photogenic person, but I managed to find a whole 2 pics that don't make me look tooooo terrible. Sunny said she liked the other one. Maybe I'll start changing them around like she does....
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yea do that and maybe I'll do the same
RevJim 0
Quoteyea do that and maybe I'll do the same
The "other" pic. You decide. This one is pre-bleach.
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QuoteQuoteyea do that and maybe I'll do the same
The "other" pic. You decide. This one is pre-bleach.
the other is much better.....
RevJim 0
Figures. I lost the other one. Now I gotta dig out another bleached pic from somewhere, crop and resize. I'll do it tomorrow!
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lurch 0
You missed ME. The semihomicidal psychotic behind the wheel of something so beat up and so fast you can't even tell what color it used to be. Sarcastic exaggerated satirical rant follows:
I cannot stand those who are too afraid to even drive the speed limit. If you're 96.5 years old, your reflexes and response time can be measured in minutes, you've forgotten what a turn signal is, you can't see over your own steering wheel and you're too timid to drive over 45 mph on the interstate? Get your folded ass the FUCK off my highway and go play some bingo!!! Same goes for glamour girl chitchatting on a cellphone while painting her face. Put the mascara down, lady you're an oblivious missile and if you keep cutting me off I'll make you a famous fashion victim! The world will not end if you show up for work without makeup! You have mirrors at home! Use em!
My favorite situation on the highway: when you have some speed demon with some sense who does a steady 85-95 mph in the fast lane, smoothly, and has a line of cars behind him including me so long the cops are rendered helpless to stop us all...civil disobedience at its finest. The 8 or 10-lane highway was designed with so much overengineering in most places we could all do a steady 120 without pushing the performance or safety envelope of your average hyundai. In my area the cops just started a heavy enforcement effort on the main artery for this state in the most heavily used sections. Every time I drive by they're preying on some poor soul who hasn't yet grasped that suddenly 85 mph will get you nailed to a wall here. Congratulations boys, you just jacked up everyone's commute time by 20 minutes and created the most massive safety hazard by doing this. Now we have high speed demon types slamming on their brakes trying to avoid being the next victim and the highway section in question has gone from high speed smoothness to erratic and slow unpredictability because the regular commuters are afraid they're next. Try the enforcement method I observed in california. When they're all going 99 mph, leave them alone! When they're all going 85 and some yahoo goes by at 115, just bag HIM! And try bagging a few of the 51 mph in the fast lane people. The most dangerous thing I see on the highway by far is the obstinate old guy enjoying the fact that he's blocking the highway and forcing all those young whippersnappers behind him to drive at what "he" thinks is the safe and proper speed. Usually when I'm closing on one of them I nail him with all 480 watts worth of aux lighting on my ride long before I reach him and maintain a scary closing speed. Get the FUCK out of my way or BE RAMMED! You will drive at the same speed as everyone else or you will get off the road. My ancient ugly ride has heavy intimidating looking impact armor up front and enough lighting to peel paint off a wall at 200 yards. Usually when they see the glare closing fast in their rearview they get one look at that scary frontend coming for them and vacate my lane in a hurry. Very pleasing effect I might add. If they do not, I settle right down a safe distance behind them, dim the lights and wait patiently for them to get the idea or an opportunity to get around them. This tactic usually results in a prompt lane change by my victim. End satirical rant
-Doing my best to be the most dangerous thing on the highway since 1996.
I cannot stand those who are too afraid to even drive the speed limit. If you're 96.5 years old, your reflexes and response time can be measured in minutes, you've forgotten what a turn signal is, you can't see over your own steering wheel and you're too timid to drive over 45 mph on the interstate? Get your folded ass the FUCK off my highway and go play some bingo!!! Same goes for glamour girl chitchatting on a cellphone while painting her face. Put the mascara down, lady you're an oblivious missile and if you keep cutting me off I'll make you a famous fashion victim! The world will not end if you show up for work without makeup! You have mirrors at home! Use em!
My favorite situation on the highway: when you have some speed demon with some sense who does a steady 85-95 mph in the fast lane, smoothly, and has a line of cars behind him including me so long the cops are rendered helpless to stop us all...civil disobedience at its finest. The 8 or 10-lane highway was designed with so much overengineering in most places we could all do a steady 120 without pushing the performance or safety envelope of your average hyundai. In my area the cops just started a heavy enforcement effort on the main artery for this state in the most heavily used sections. Every time I drive by they're preying on some poor soul who hasn't yet grasped that suddenly 85 mph will get you nailed to a wall here. Congratulations boys, you just jacked up everyone's commute time by 20 minutes and created the most massive safety hazard by doing this. Now we have high speed demon types slamming on their brakes trying to avoid being the next victim and the highway section in question has gone from high speed smoothness to erratic and slow unpredictability because the regular commuters are afraid they're next. Try the enforcement method I observed in california. When they're all going 99 mph, leave them alone! When they're all going 85 and some yahoo goes by at 115, just bag HIM! And try bagging a few of the 51 mph in the fast lane people. The most dangerous thing I see on the highway by far is the obstinate old guy enjoying the fact that he's blocking the highway and forcing all those young whippersnappers behind him to drive at what "he" thinks is the safe and proper speed. Usually when I'm closing on one of them I nail him with all 480 watts worth of aux lighting on my ride long before I reach him and maintain a scary closing speed. Get the FUCK out of my way or BE RAMMED! You will drive at the same speed as everyone else or you will get off the road. My ancient ugly ride has heavy intimidating looking impact armor up front and enough lighting to peel paint off a wall at 200 yards. Usually when they see the glare closing fast in their rearview they get one look at that scary frontend coming for them and vacate my lane in a hurry. Very pleasing effect I might add. If they do not, I settle right down a safe distance behind them, dim the lights and wait patiently for them to get the idea or an opportunity to get around them. This tactic usually results in a prompt lane change by my victim. End satirical rant
-Doing my best to be the most dangerous thing on the highway since 1996.
Live and learn... or die, and teach by example.
JJohnson 0
If Dennis Miller needs a stand in you should apply.
I'll also submit a new invention:
TRAINING WHEELS FOR SUV's
In the yuppie infested suburbs around Chicago we seem to have an overwhelming amount of soccer moms. Their preffered ride is either a green mini-van or more often an SUV that would make Aggie Dave green with envy.
These women obviously have discovered the female penis envy thing here. That or they need these monster fucking trucks to get out of their driveways in the winter to haul all 18 of their rugrats to indoor T-ball and get all 30 tons of sugar coated mini-nukes and fish sticks home from the local food emporium.
What I find amusing about these modern Panzer drivers is:
a) Despite weather conditions they think 4 wheel drive enables you to stop on dime.
b) Allows someone behind you to do the same.
c) Although they know how to haul ass, tailgates, and slam on the hooks...they have not gotten the hand of turning. They seem to come to complete stops for fear of rolling their precious urban chariot over.
Hence the need for training wheels on SUV's.
I'll also submit a new invention:
TRAINING WHEELS FOR SUV's
In the yuppie infested suburbs around Chicago we seem to have an overwhelming amount of soccer moms. Their preffered ride is either a green mini-van or more often an SUV that would make Aggie Dave green with envy.
These women obviously have discovered the female penis envy thing here. That or they need these monster fucking trucks to get out of their driveways in the winter to haul all 18 of their rugrats to indoor T-ball and get all 30 tons of sugar coated mini-nukes and fish sticks home from the local food emporium.
What I find amusing about these modern Panzer drivers is:
a) Despite weather conditions they think 4 wheel drive enables you to stop on dime.
b) Allows someone behind you to do the same.
c) Although they know how to haul ass, tailgates, and slam on the hooks...they have not gotten the hand of turning. They seem to come to complete stops for fear of rolling their precious urban chariot over.
Hence the need for training wheels on SUV's.
JJ
"Call me Darth Balls"
"Call me Darth Balls"
lurch 0
Thanks...I'm writing a book and trying to refine my writing style to something worth actually reading....someday I hope to actually publish the damn thing.
Live and learn... or die, and teach by example.
riggerrob 558
Hee! Hee!
Sometimes speed limits provide you with an opportunity to f*** over the cops.
For example, many years ago a cop saw me pull out of my favorite bar in the Hamptons and drive all the way back to Skydive Long Island. By the end of the 40 minute drive he was furious that I had obeyed all stop signs and yield signs and driven the exact speed limit in all dozen different speed zones through the four (or more I lost count) towns along the way!
The bottom line is that we both knew I was three sheets to the wind, but I never gave him an excuse to pull me over.
Hah! Hah!
That being said, I haven't touched a drop in the last seven years.
Sometimes speed limits provide you with an opportunity to f*** over the cops.
For example, many years ago a cop saw me pull out of my favorite bar in the Hamptons and drive all the way back to Skydive Long Island. By the end of the 40 minute drive he was furious that I had obeyed all stop signs and yield signs and driven the exact speed limit in all dozen different speed zones through the four (or more I lost count) towns along the way!
The bottom line is that we both knew I was three sheets to the wind, but I never gave him an excuse to pull me over.
Hah! Hah!
That being said, I haven't touched a drop in the last seven years.
Hey, were you behind me on the freeway today? I resemble that remark....
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