Middle Son J rolled in about 2:30 am. The whole neighborhood heard him. He had spent the first part of the evening with a couple of mechanic friends actually trying to make his truck louder. It involved pipes and a hacksaw and God knows what. It actually cost money for parts.
I don’t know about you, but I’m embarrassed when my vehicle sounds loud. I go to the mechanic to get it fixed! I asked him why he actually wants to make his truck louder. I questioned him about the legality of it. Big Daddy said that I just don’t get it. Big Daddy said “Why do girls want shiny shoes instead of basic black?”
I’m drowning in a sea of testosterone.
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Hmm. I’d have to side with you on this one. Excessively large, flashy, or noisy vehicles always strike me as compensation for something. I’m more of a small, quiet, super-efficient yet speedy kinda guy myself. Or at least a big utilitarian vehicle. o_o
Yay Mr. Humvee driver! 🙂
Up-armored humvees are nothing compared to MRAPs.
haha chris youre gay you always say that about the compensating thing. trust me, not a prob there ha. AND actually mama it was a reciprocating saw, not a hacksaw. haha
wow. my bad.
lol internet