The Things I See In This Town III


Yep, today I went to buy dog food and make some copies at the local shopping center, and I saw this. I was gonna take a picture with my camera phone, but I thought better of it. I'd give better odds than not that this Bubba had a gun rack in his back window.

I wonder if was a "You must be as tall as the catalytic converter to drive this truck" sticker anywhere on this thing when he bought it...

(Yes, I made that picture. It was fun.)

Comments

Azathoth100 said…
Yes, Necessity is the mother of invention, and the father of stupidity.
12:49 AM
Gary said…
You have to admit that those trucks come in handy in a flood, something we definately get here in Houston.
11:23 AM
V said…
True, Aza. I just hope this guy's Big Ol' Boots kept him from busting his ass.

That is true, Gary, and having been durn near swept away in a van one time, I can see how maybe you'd need such a truck. :)
8:54 PM
Lance Manion said…
Why is the nice man beating a washing machine with a dildo?
9:42 AM
V said…
I'm not so sure he's a nice man, Lance.
10:48 AM
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