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- 2002 BJFW, 2007 BK3P, 1979 SA22C, 2005 BK3P
some more things of note about people from gurnee;
- a coworker's father bought a Ford Excursion for his daily commute to the city. He promptly sold it after he found out that it was costing him $350 per month merely to FUEL it. He admitted to me he 'forgot' to check the fuel economy of the vehicle before buying it.
- minivan owners consistently fathom that thier vehicles posess otherworldly capabilities. Namely, the ability to take sharp turns at Corvette velocity, haul semi-truck capacity loads of lumber out the back hatch, and save small children from collision without the aid of a seat-belt.
- people rountinely enter the drive thru at any given fast food resterant without having any money.
- every friday night a bunch of greasy old men show up at McDonald's with some admittedly sharp looking muscle cars. So, offended that one of thier friday night crack deal spots has been taken, the local Rice patrol has decided to take over Taco Bell next door that same night with thier brand of loud exhausts, rusty CRXs, broken neon lighting, hand painted interiors and skateboard sized wheels. If thier sheer presence weren't ludicrous enough, they proceed to crash the muscle car party by blasting thier funk and noise while they drip Gordita innards all over thier Dago-Tees.
- i love it when the a-holes have parties. Mommy and Daddy leave just enough money for thier middle-class kiddies to buy some city-grade crack (with a little chalk dust mixed in for good measure) before they head to thie summer cabin for the weekend. I love it when they park a bunch of thier chum's cars parallel, opoosing eachother perfectly, on BOTH DAMN SIDES of the street, effectively suffocating the flow of traffic.
- Daddy loans Johnny the family Porsche. Johnny drives family Porsche to school. Johnny ditches gym to go race family Porsche. Johnny crashes Porsche on freeway at 130mph and is now paralyzed. Daddy sues school and wins for not keeping an eye on his son. Happens more often than you might think.
- Let's play SUV tag in the iPass lane at the tollbooth - WHEE!
- If ricers live thier lives a 1/4 mile at a time, SUV drivers live thier lives a parking space at a time around here.
There truly is an endless amount of s*** to be said about the yuppie flaming fairies around here - I'm sure I'll think of more later.
- a coworker's father bought a Ford Excursion for his daily commute to the city. He promptly sold it after he found out that it was costing him $350 per month merely to FUEL it. He admitted to me he 'forgot' to check the fuel economy of the vehicle before buying it.
- minivan owners consistently fathom that thier vehicles posess otherworldly capabilities. Namely, the ability to take sharp turns at Corvette velocity, haul semi-truck capacity loads of lumber out the back hatch, and save small children from collision without the aid of a seat-belt.
- people rountinely enter the drive thru at any given fast food resterant without having any money.
- every friday night a bunch of greasy old men show up at McDonald's with some admittedly sharp looking muscle cars. So, offended that one of thier friday night crack deal spots has been taken, the local Rice patrol has decided to take over Taco Bell next door that same night with thier brand of loud exhausts, rusty CRXs, broken neon lighting, hand painted interiors and skateboard sized wheels. If thier sheer presence weren't ludicrous enough, they proceed to crash the muscle car party by blasting thier funk and noise while they drip Gordita innards all over thier Dago-Tees.
- i love it when the a-holes have parties. Mommy and Daddy leave just enough money for thier middle-class kiddies to buy some city-grade crack (with a little chalk dust mixed in for good measure) before they head to thie summer cabin for the weekend. I love it when they park a bunch of thier chum's cars parallel, opoosing eachother perfectly, on BOTH DAMN SIDES of the street, effectively suffocating the flow of traffic.
- Daddy loans Johnny the family Porsche. Johnny drives family Porsche to school. Johnny ditches gym to go race family Porsche. Johnny crashes Porsche on freeway at 130mph and is now paralyzed. Daddy sues school and wins for not keeping an eye on his son. Happens more often than you might think.
- Let's play SUV tag in the iPass lane at the tollbooth - WHEE!
- If ricers live thier lives a 1/4 mile at a time, SUV drivers live thier lives a parking space at a time around here.
There truly is an endless amount of s*** to be said about the yuppie flaming fairies around here - I'm sure I'll think of more later.
