marinated_smurf
03-27-2004, 05:46 PM
It was cold (ironically in Fargo) and rainy as the two combatants approached the red light. Through the fog you could barely see the two lanes converge into a single one about 1/3 mile in the distance.
In the left lane, sit ours protagonist, worn and tired from moving his meager possessions from one shanty to another. Exhausted as he is, there is little doubt to his intentions,as he shifts to neutral and revs the 14’ 1994 UHAUL, 180k miles. Although it is missing the 5 point harness, roll-cage and tach, he has confidence in the great burdening beast. He has the ‘This vehicle makes wide turns’ and ‘Call UHAUL for your traveling needs’ stickers that will definitely add at least 8-15hp.
We cannot neglect the villain, for without him, this post would be towed. The evil veneer that radiates from his many color stickers is reinforced by the sheer volume of the exhaust that assaults the passersby.
The window slowly rolls down and a menacing sneer is shared. Our hero, sweaty and drained in an old snowsuit (ok… it wasn’t that cold), and the Honda Mystery Man, with his visor upside down and backwards and his 3 friends, trade taunts in the misty morning. :argue
The anticipation builds as non-players in our little game lumber across the road turning on the protected arrow. They both have shifted back into Drive…
Each watching the left hand turn lane light…
Yellow….
Red…
And… They’re off… the Honda gains the early lead but here comes the UHAUL, it’s neck and neck and then… oh yeah.. you guessed it… Our champion reaches for that little red button, you know the one. :devillook
And BLAM, the hot air floods the interior of the UHAUL as the heater turns on and our hero pulls away, leaving the Accord to broken dreams and shattered pride. ;)
There are no twisties in Fargo. :(
In the left lane, sit ours protagonist, worn and tired from moving his meager possessions from one shanty to another. Exhausted as he is, there is little doubt to his intentions,as he shifts to neutral and revs the 14’ 1994 UHAUL, 180k miles. Although it is missing the 5 point harness, roll-cage and tach, he has confidence in the great burdening beast. He has the ‘This vehicle makes wide turns’ and ‘Call UHAUL for your traveling needs’ stickers that will definitely add at least 8-15hp.
We cannot neglect the villain, for without him, this post would be towed. The evil veneer that radiates from his many color stickers is reinforced by the sheer volume of the exhaust that assaults the passersby.
The window slowly rolls down and a menacing sneer is shared. Our hero, sweaty and drained in an old snowsuit (ok… it wasn’t that cold), and the Honda Mystery Man, with his visor upside down and backwards and his 3 friends, trade taunts in the misty morning. :argue
The anticipation builds as non-players in our little game lumber across the road turning on the protected arrow. They both have shifted back into Drive…
Each watching the left hand turn lane light…
Yellow….
Red…
And… They’re off… the Honda gains the early lead but here comes the UHAUL, it’s neck and neck and then… oh yeah.. you guessed it… Our champion reaches for that little red button, you know the one. :devillook
And BLAM, the hot air floods the interior of the UHAUL as the heater turns on and our hero pulls away, leaving the Accord to broken dreams and shattered pride. ;)
There are no twisties in Fargo. :(