Foreign car buyers piss me off. I feel the moral indignation rise in my throat when I see asshole yuppies driving them in my close-in neighborhood. And when I see the temp. tags on them I think I'm just going to lose it. To send our currency overseas at any time is appalling, but at this particular point is just the ultimate in selfish individualistic I don't give a shit-ism. I think people who need to signal their status with their cars are pathetic.

Car hypocrisy
 

I know you drive an SUV, Mister.

And FTR, the second paragraph was tongue-in, er, nevermind. You know what I mean.

Pardon my ignorance, RP and bilmore, but I don't get the temp tag thing.

Unless the temp tags expired in Feb.

H2s are fugly.

And now for something completely different
 

WSJ's Weekend section today posted a review of various miniskirts. Without taking into account the models used, Banana Republic was best overall "hands down" (their words; not mine); Ann Taylor's stretch denim was declared best value (although I think it's horrid); bebe was third (but should have won, in my opinion)

The paper also ran an interesting article on why cars all of a sudden are getting uglier. (I suspect that the designers were simply trying to put a Fonda in the back of the Honda, but I'm not down with that. . .)

temp tags
 

When I see a temp tag it means the person strolled into the H2 dealer when we knew war was certain or when it had already begun; and after the price gouging of gasoline had begun. It's just so conspicuous and in-your-face. That's really the part that turns me off. A Suburban or a Tahoe doesn't make me quite that mad. As a grocery-getter or a regular commuting vehicle, it's a little recockulous, but for people with lots of kids, dogs, gear, active lifestyles and the whole bit, I see the appeal. Who wants to drive a minivan?

Given the flood of 2001, I'm surprised that there aren't more H2s running around here. I know personally one couple that has one, and I give them hell whenever I can about it.

Domestic car manufacturers piss me off. I feel moral indignation rise in my throat when I see asshole execs foisting crap upon drivers in my close-in neighborhood. And when I see them try to badge-engineer I'm just going to lose it. To sell us shitty machines at any time is appalling, but at this particular point is just the ultimate in selfish, government-tit sucking, I don't give a shit-ism. I think that companies that can't build qulity products yet expect to remain in business are pathetic.

edit: spelling

Hey! There are enough maniacs on the road who fail to use their signals. Don't give them any excuses.

Are you a man?
 

"It puts the lotion on!" - best quote

She was an American Girl
 

For a loving and informative defense of the fine mullet, from Ancient Rome to Billy Ray Cyrus, try "Mullets: Hairstyle of the Gods," available on www.amazon.com.

Where I grew up, you had executive-in-training Wall Street hair or you were severely beaten. Which certainly made those guys assholes, but, as they rationalized, at least not rednecks.

.... raised on promises.
 

Perhaps you could do a Venn diagram for the class?

Apropos of nothing, thanks to whomever created the re line. I now have that song playing on my mental sound track. Little people like me enjoy that song.

And by "little people like me" I mean Dave Matthews and Fleetwood Mac and Jamaica liking proles. Not "little people" as in midgets. NTTAWWT. Unless you count dwarf-tossing, which is now illegal. And therefore "wrong" on some level. Despite the fact that it's consensual. Maybe it's wrong despite the consent thingy because it reflects a power disparity. After all, midgets can't toss Not Midgets. I mean, I guess they could if they were strong midgets. Or the Not Midgets were kids or something. But then you would have an age of consent issue.

I think I love you.

r (so what am i so afraid of? your creepy avatars, that's what.) p

And now for something completely different
 

I could never decide if that song was offensive and sexist because it was all about women's asses, or whether it was pro-woman and liberating because it was about big fat asses.

I wish I was a little bit taller....I wish I was a baller
 

Actually, it's a "sampling" of an old yiddish joke: Yeah, and if Bubbe had baytzim she'd be Zayde.

Translation: if Granny had balls, she'd be Grandpa.

Sheeeesh..... You schwartzes and your ignorance!

:poke:

She was an American Girl
 

You are hotter than hell, but I am not fond of the mullet.

f(hate the sin, love the sinner)b