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Here's my off-topic rant fo the day: I HATE those stupid, pretentious, Bob-damned oval window stickers! You know, the ones with a white oval and a couple inscrutable block letters in it, that only cool people are supposed to be able to understand what they mean, like CH or IRL. I know what they were originally for. They no longer serve that purpose, since the meanings have been diluted by all the stupid idiots who have jumped on the trend wagon. I want to ram every car I see that has one on it.
I hate those things. HATE them! Like I see your stupid tosser's Range Rover with the OBX or NI sticker on the back window and I'm instantly impressed or convinced that you must have a winter home on the Outer Banks or a summer place on Nantucket. Actually all it does is make me think that some sleazy beachside souvenir huckster bilked you out of $3.99 so you could try to impress other pathetic idiot losers who think a mid-week 3-day rental in some shack 5 miles from the beach qualifies you as one of the regular seasonals.
I ****ing hate them. Hate!
I've got another bit of venting that needs to be done here. I'm going to start carrying around one of those 3-foot titanium prybars they sell, and swing it as hard as I can at every West Coast Choppers logo I see. That shold do some spinal injuries to a lot of scrawny teenagers and fat hardass-wannabes, not to mention the back windows of 500,000 pickup trucks and/or SUVs. "Gee, I obviously can't afford a $30,000 custom motorcycle, but maybe if I spend $5 on an Iron Cross sticker and $20 on a t-shirt, people will think I can!"
I'll bet my next paycheck that less than 5% of the people with West Coast Choppers paraphenalia have ever touched a motorcycle in any form. And of that 5% who have actually touched a motorcycle, I'll bet that about 1% of those few have ever even seen a real West Coast bike.
That will do for now.
I hate those things. HATE them! Like I see your stupid tosser's Range Rover with the OBX or NI sticker on the back window and I'm instantly impressed or convinced that you must have a winter home on the Outer Banks or a summer place on Nantucket. Actually all it does is make me think that some sleazy beachside souvenir huckster bilked you out of $3.99 so you could try to impress other pathetic idiot losers who think a mid-week 3-day rental in some shack 5 miles from the beach qualifies you as one of the regular seasonals.
I ****ing hate them. Hate!
I've got another bit of venting that needs to be done here. I'm going to start carrying around one of those 3-foot titanium prybars they sell, and swing it as hard as I can at every West Coast Choppers logo I see. That shold do some spinal injuries to a lot of scrawny teenagers and fat hardass-wannabes, not to mention the back windows of 500,000 pickup trucks and/or SUVs. "Gee, I obviously can't afford a $30,000 custom motorcycle, but maybe if I spend $5 on an Iron Cross sticker and $20 on a t-shirt, people will think I can!"
I'll bet my next paycheck that less than 5% of the people with West Coast Choppers paraphenalia have ever touched a motorcycle in any form. And of that 5% who have actually touched a motorcycle, I'll bet that about 1% of those few have ever even seen a real West Coast bike.
That will do for now.