Five Reasons I Died a Little Inside While Stuck in Traffic on I-10 Inbound This Afternoon


5 Comments so far

  1. Mike Hoffman (unregistered) on July 25th, 2005 @ 4:21 pm

    A flaming U-Haul? I guess you’re going to blame this one on Lenny Kravitz too, huh?

  2. richard (unregistered) on July 25th, 2005 @ 4:32 pm

    Normally, I’d blame anything flaming on one of my flamboyant faggotini brethren–or perhaps a careless dessert waiter at Crepe Nanou (which can of course be one and the same). In this particular case, though, it looked to be redneck-related. Perhaps one of my country cousin’s moonshine stills spontaneously combusted in the midst of his demenagement. Although given the heat, I suppose anything’s possible….

    And as for Lenny, re-read my post, sweetcheeks: I don’t blame him for anything. In fact, I think he’s a bit of all right.

  3. Craig (unregistered) on July 25th, 2005 @ 5:47 pm

    I had some of the same thoughts this morning, while creeping down 190 between Lacombe and Slidell.

    It’s like one was caught in some kinda bizarre netherworld in which everything was bedecked in them magnetic ribbons.

    Make it stop.

  4. Drury (unregistered) on July 25th, 2005 @ 9:52 pm

    I admit it, the word “demenagement” sent me to the dictionary. Thanks Richard.

    We have flaming trees or meth labs in the Pacific North West.

    I would be comatose in the heat and humidity you are experiencing. How do you all remain so perky?


  5. jfbiii (unregistered) on July 26th, 2005 @ 8:45 am

    Two words for anyone considering having anything done at Omega…

    Sponge count.

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