Thursday, November 11, 2004

Fasten Your Seatbelts

Okay, back to my crazy, nonsensical posts. I observed a couple of interesting things since last night...

First off, one of my neighbors drove home COMPLETELY PLASTERED last night! How do I know? Well, there was a HUGE space in front of my house (we have mostly street parking) and he proceeded to try and parallel park (when he could've just pulled in). It took him about 15 mintues to "grind" it into reverse. He burned rubber, jerked the wheel too hard and proceeded to jump the curb. He then threw it into drive and gassed it and drove straight into the Corolla in front of him. Ouch.

His license plate got hooked beneath the Corolla's plate. His right rear tire was still stuck on the curb. He tried to reverse. His tires just spun. He tried to move forward and crunched the Corolla even more (also, my car was behind the Corolla and I was soooo afraid tht he was going to push it into my car!). This went on for a good 15 minutes!! The whole time he has this "gangsta" rap blaring at top volume (out of his two-door Escort - hee).

He finally gave up and decided to leave his car where it was. But not before blasting some reggae for the entire neighborhood to enjoy. After the free concert, he decided to head inside. But not before getting out of his car and rummaging around for 5 minutes, slamming the door closed, and dropping a bunch of crap in the middle of the street. He couldn't remember what building he was in...so he walked up and down the street for a little while, finally tripping on the curb before heading off to his apartment.

Not to be a bitch, but for once I was so glad that I didn't park in front of my building.

On my way to work this morning, there was a car driving next to me. Some one started to pull out in front of him and he swerved to the left a little. As he did, the apple in his hand flew out the open window across three lanes of traffic and bounced away. Hee hee...I almost crashed I was laughing so hard!! Run, little apple, run!

8 Comments:

Blogger Cindy-Lou said...

Oh my, that apple story made me totally laugh!

10:49 PM  
Blogger SJ said...

Ha ha ha! Excellent apple story! So wish I'd seen that...

10:53 PM  
Blogger Benjamin said...

Two notes: the worse the car is, the louder the rap music plays. It's an odd inversion thing; if someone dents a hip-hop fan's car, the volume automatically goes up.

But imagine if it weren't intentional, and every time the guy hits a bump he temporarily loses his hearing. Hilarious. To me, anyway.

Also: apple escape is on the rise. Free the apples. Fruit is murder!

11:11 PM  
Blogger Yankeebob said...

That apple story is hilarious! "Run, little apple, run!" That's great!

I'd hate to park in your neighborhood with that guy around. Did the neighbor catch him bashing their car?

6:52 AM  
Blogger cat said...

ahhh, that apple line made my day. Well after the first panel in the Get Fuzzy strip this morning. Between the two of those things I will be giggling all day. (Which is good since I am home sick).

Run, little apple, run! I love it!

PS - wonder if your neighbour only had two shots of whiskey, too? Or maybe he had -gasp- three!

8:16 AM  
Blogger grace said...

nobody drinks whiskey in cali :P they drink those fancy shmancy drinks or beer. or wine.

okay, i don't know what i'm talking about.

at any rate, funny!!!! i'm so glad that little apple went away! maybe it was a grapple- they've engineered those to be smarter, i've heard.

10:12 AM  
Blogger Quyen said...

HAHAHAHA "Run, little apple, run!" that was hilarious... but I really like the grapple comment... Speaking of which, has anyone yet tasted this elusive grapple?

12:00 PM  
Blogger MomMega: mothersmilkblog.com said...

Perhaps the apple ran for fear of being turned into a grapple!!

9:31 PM  

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