There you are, stopped at the traffic light in your Prius or Smart or other sensible car just listening to some Jack Johnson and thinking about tree love, pachouli, and dirty feet. Out of the blue, some dude pulls up on your right and all you see as you look out the passenger's window is a real life version of the image above, shaking away with a ragged idle and belching out super sweet race fuel exhaust.
That dude waves, shifts into gear with a big ca-chunk, and lights 'em up. You're pissed for all the reasons people with too many causes get pissed for. That other guy- the guy in the fossil fuel burning monster, he's just happy.
I'd like to be that other guy.
1 comment:
That car scares me. it really does.
Jakemon
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