Cool. I’ll have the wino down the block hand-letter a sign for it.
It’s no wonder I found algebra so damn boring when I was a kid. We only had equations where* a = b *or 2x = (17y-8) and so on. Whores would have held my attention a lot longer, I think.
Piffle. You were a kid. I’m guessing 2-3 minutes, tops.
It just occured to me that by “beaters,” maybe Aeschines meant egg beaters. Like these people are so rich, they can afford to turbo charge their egg beaters and ride them around town. That’d be so cool, except they’d probably chew up the pavement something fierce. That’d would contribute to the Dodge City-fication of his fine city.
“He’s an eggbeater. That makes him dangerous.”
(obscure pop-culture reference quiz)
Aeschines is so gonna regret this when he sobers up.
I dont think he was drunk when he wrote it - he’s always an asshole.
Be sure to use white shoe polish. Nothin’ says “poverty” like a partially used, uncapped applicator laying on the side of the road.
Any time there is something for sale on a suburban lawn, that is something to get annoyed at. When it is a car on a lawn, it is something that should be pitted and fought.
These beasts bring down property values of everyone in a one mile radius. I’ve fought this battle before, successfully. Sounds like Indy needs to step up and get tese animals out.
Speaking as a drunken blind whore with a gun, we don’t want your kind round here. You’re dragging the place down. Why don’t you just move?
In many communities, the suburbs have streets named the same as those in the larger city but disconnected from those city streets. If you live on a Washington Street in Bellevue and are trying to explain to an Omahan, perhaps to a packinghouse worker with limited English skills, how to find YOUR Washington Street from THEIR Washington Street, it’s easier just to tell the caller that the car in the paper is at,say, the old Gordman’s Store parking lot out on the highway and you’ll meet 'em there in 10 minutes.
This is a major reason that people sell their cars away from their homes.
Another advantage to selling a car from a public place is that potential burglars don’t see your house, belongings, or your security system or lack thereof. All they see is a car in a public place on a busy street/highway.
No, I think we both agree. The goddamnmotherfuckingidiots should never sell their cars. I just think that they should drop them off in your front yard, and you want to clutter up my newpaper. Communist.
You win. I’ve lived in Japan for too many years but I still don’t understand zen like you.
I accept full responsibility. Send me the bill.
No more calls please. We have a winner.
Maybe he’s just trying to get a rise. A little attention-equalling.
What I sometimes find annoying is when I’m driving and i see this car off to the side, expecting it to suddenly dart across in front of me, so I slow down…and realize that its just for sale.
You know those grass triangles that they have on the sides of streets, when you get in/get out of the parking lot? I think I saw a car parked on one of those. That gets me every time.
What I want to know is where all the eyeballs of these old ladies are going? Is it a virus? Birdflu? Mad Cow? SARS? Terrorists?
They’ve been dead for years, but their spirits will never rest until they sell that goddamn Rambler. Or is it a Falcon?
Haven’t you heard? The Buddhists here are all frauds.
You’ve got it all wrong. The falcons plucked their eyeballs out. “Do you see any beaters now? Quoth the falcon…nevermore.”
On the plus side, I heard that the city council of Gary, Indiana is considering passing a bill to send the bulk of its funds for urban renewal down to Indianapolis. “They need it way more than we do,” one of the members was quoted as saying. “Have you seen that place? Man, what a shithole.”