As I sat waiting at one of the seeming hundred stop lights on the way to work the other day something caught my attention in the car next to me. I was patiently waiting next to a Ford Festiva, a fine little car roughly the size and shape of a skate, when I noticed on the dash a top of the line, super deluxe radar detector. Now that is the definition of optimism right there. Even if the pedals could propel the car to speeds greater than the speed limit any officer would be so shocked the thought of actually writing a ticket would flee his mind. Yep, very optimistic indeed.
Thursday, January 10, 2008
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