This kind of thing is what makes me want to sell my car (not that it's worth anything) and start riding my bike everywhere. Hey, they do it in China. I could start delivering Jimmy John's on my bicycle, but I'd probably get hit by a guy who ran a stop sign, just for irony's sake.
Kinda like this. Except I'd be under the tire with submarine sandwich all over my face.
What's even worse is people who eat food while they're talking to you and they don't even know you. At least put your hand over your mouth. I really don't want to see Oreo build-up encrusted on the side of some freaking wildebeest's mouth. "I'm sorry, ma'am. Do you need a FREAKING ICE SCRAPER FOR THAT?"
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