YES! everyone needs to work on their chicken dances. starting...... NOW!
My date and I had a few too many at a company Christmas party once. Our HR lady was married to a Mexican. This prompted me and my date to ask him, "Does this offend you?"
Needless to say, seeing the HR person the next Monday was grand. To this day he still knows me as the chicken guy. I'm sure he means it to be a bit more fbelt sandering, but his English isn't all that good.
I knew someone in high school who thought her passenger door was broken. 4 months later, homie goes to look at it, and... lo and behold, locked the whole time!
At least her car doors locked. When I was in high school my doors rarely locked. When it got too cold, they rarely shut. You haven't lived until you make a hard left across traffic onto a busy street and have your passenger door swing wide open. I got very accustomed to driving with a bungee cord across my lap connecting the two doors together. In the ghettooooooooooo.
Post by Peter Gibbons on Feb 14, 2011 17:18:05 GMT -8
This probably sounds asinine but I would suggest Festival goers learn how to jump a car battery before going to the Gorge. More importantly, learn how to pop your hood. Last year on Tuesday morning a group of no less than five adolescents spent over 15 minutes trying to pop the hood to their parent’s car. As much as I enjoyed watching the group, they eventually caught my stare and before I could quickly look away I was asked to help them. I was a bit worried that this car’s hood was impenetrable. 15 seconds later I knew they were just dumbasses.