I was driving around the other day and I pulled up behind a late model ford Mustang…it had a nice paint job, and I was admiring the chrome job it had. I glanced at the license plate (Kansas) it said [2TUF4U] and then at the trim around the license plate, it read “Millionaire trainee”. Then I made the unfortunate mistake of looking just below the license plate. There, hanging in all it’s sad, dumbass leisure was a big pair of Car Balls .
I disagree. I quite like that idea. Tells me in no uncertain terms what I’m dealing with. In fact, I think it should be required equipment for every dickhead behind the wheel, regardless of actual gender.
we had a neighbor up the street who did this to both of his cars. I had to laugh everytime I saw him. He had them on for about 6 months—then they were gone. I figured he finally realized ‘why’ he wasn’t getting any dates! What a :wally
I was just driving home, getting off the freeway, when I noticed something hanging from the back of a truck. “Whoa…those, uh, sorta look like…nuts.” I thought there was no way that, that was correct— I guess I was wrong!
I got behind a pair of those on a pickup truck once, which was disturbing enough…
…and then I realized that the owner (or someone else[!]) had drawn a happy face on them.
And someone came up with the idea to sell these, and people think it’s a good idea to buy them.
That’s it, I definitely have no entrepeneurial understanding whatsoever. I’m staying public-sector the rest of my life…