Just a funny little story from lunch... it's funny to me at least...

First, let me say that I like Mustangs... so... keep that in mind.

So I was heading to lunch today in the "race car". I pulled up to one of the many stop lights I have on my way to the local Wendy's... (Mmm, cheap bacon cheeseburger)... anyway... I was sitting there at the light, getting ready to make a left. Windows down... system up... screaming out "I don't..." never mind... anyway...

The light turned green and as I waited for traffic to clear so I could make my left... I hear the quite distinguishable sound of tires squealing... I look over to my right (because the cars going straight are passing me) and what rolls by me???? A late model early 90's Mustang... well... in this case, Rustang. The poor chap behind the drivers seat had spent a little too much time huffing the fumes of all the bondo and primer on the car I fear. He had his left arm up on the steering wheel like he was Paul Walker in the famous Ferrari vs. Supra race (Fast & The Furious)... not to mention the menthol cool dangling from his lip (I recall James Dean looking this way and it was cool, tough... this guy in the Mustang looked like he needed a cup of coffee and a refresher in personal hygiene).

He looked over and had the "bad boy" look as he rolled by... I just sat there in amazement waiting to turn... a crooked smile crossed my lips as I watched the car drive off down the road... his mismatching rims (minus a few center caps) made me giggle... I'm sure it's a "Rust-oration" in process... The "SLWNEON" license plate must have sent him over the edge...

oh well... my bacon cheeseburger was delicious! ha-ha...

 

Its whats under the hood that counts... Mmm, bacon, uhhhhh (drool) uhhhm

 

When I read this paragraph, I could almost see the mullet.

 

don't get me wrong... I like Mustangs... I've almost (ALMOST) bought a few in my day...

judging from the way his tires shreeked [sp]... either the car didn't have the go-fast-bowl-of-Wheaties that day... or the tires were so upset they were on the this particular car they were screaming for someone to save them from the life of shame they were bound to suffer... ha-ha...

 

I owned an '87 Mustang GT. By todays standards, it was slow, but back in the day..............

Dusty

 

srt_ya, u should really be a writer that was a pretty detailed paragraph there, u got talent lol. wanta do my college English homework

 

would you believe I'm an engineer by trade (ala - government funded education... God bless student loans!)... so my ability to communicate in the real world is a miracle within itself... ha-ha...

and don't get me started on spelling... mi speling skilz ar nat soo gud...

 

I lol'ed! I love mullets.