I know drivers
of prii, that are not cockmonkeys.
You, mr black Prius, are not one of them. You obviously enjoy being a dick, because you putted around the exit ramp at 25, an exit ramp I have taken in my Explorer, as top heavy as it is, at 70. Once I had room to get around you, you were able to find your accelerator. Please continue to act in this manner, because eventually some sleep deprived trucker will turn your ass into prius butter.
I can’t do that in my Jeep. I don’t have the driving chops you do, but that’s not the problem; the truck’s got a serious amount of unsprung weight (live axles at both ends, leaf springs in back to boot) and it just doesn’t handle.
…and I can take an off ramp faster than 25 MPH.
Still, I do get idiots trying to drive up my tailpipe because I don’t try to fling my Jeep into a turn that it can’t handle if it’s going over 40 MPH, and I know it can’t.
Of course, I also get idiots trying to drive up my tailpipe when I’m taking the off-ramp at 30 MPH because there are seven cars and a semi in front of me who are taking the off-ramp at 30 MPH.
So basically I have come to adopt the attitude of, “Everyone on the road is an idiot but me and thee…and I’m not so sure about thee.”
Anyway, I’ve seen that “you can’t get in front of me” game played countless millions of times, and it’s almost always played by someone with phallic confidence issues.
“someone with phallic confidence issues”
Quote of the day, that is right there. Well said that man!
Gee we almost feel as if we got a compliment….
B: You never drive like an idiot, or I would not get in a vehicle with you. And driving a Prius does nto turn you into a dick.
Don’t know why it has that effect on some,maybe they’re predisposed to being dicks prior-prii.
I’d give anything to have a big-ass American SUV over here.
Also, nice use of “prii”. My husband likes to refer to my family as “the Luci”, pronounced loo-kye of course. That shit always cracks me up.
OMG Rachel Lucas commented on my blog!!!!
Such drivers directly related to the asshole who, the other day, decided suddenly that he REALLY needed to speed up and get in front of me just before the ramp to the other highway.
On the way home from a Mt. Man Rendezvous this ayem I was driving my ’92 F150 with an old camper cattywampus on it along the feeder road to the Kingston ferry. I was doing about 45 in a 50 because A: that’s how fast the cars in front of me were going. and B: My Rt front tire had suddenly gone square. It was bumping like a kiddie ridee and I was laughing my ass off while taking large slugs of water from a liter and a half Jack Daniels bottle. One guy tried to pass, saw the jug and the cars stacked up in front of me about the same time. All of a sudden I had about a quarter of a mile clear and a State Trooper all lit up behind me. He was not amused by the JD Bottle gambit, but it’s not illegal and there was nothing he could do about it so I just paid my fare and drove onto the ferry JD jug in hand.
Gerry N.