A FLORIDA, LIKE, DRIVER'S LICENSE NEEDS TO, LIKE, GO HERE WITHOUT, LIKE, QUESTION
One of many key quotes: "I did not hug the first guy I hit. Mostly because he was unconscious."
(Thanks to Annie Where-but-here)
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One of many key quotes: "I did not hug the first guy I hit. Mostly because he was unconscious."
(Thanks to Annie Where-but-here)
Like, *SNORK* @ Ms. Valley girl.
I tried meeting guys like that, when I lived in Pasadena, and hit a man - he was not hot.
Posted by: Siouxie | May 14, 2008 at 02:49 PM
And YAY!! Annie got posted!
Posted by: Siouxie | May 14, 2008 at 02:50 PM
"And YAY!! Annie got posted!"
TMI, siouxie ;)
Posted by: judi | May 14, 2008 at 02:51 PM
Good to see my ex has moved on to other
victimslife mates.Posted by: Doc Rick | May 14, 2008 at 02:51 PM
*snork* @ judi. Shhh! Like, totally!
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | May 14, 2008 at 02:52 PM
Siouxie...one rule - do not, like, hit them in the face, or other, like crucial body areas. Such as the wallet.
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | May 14, 2008 at 02:53 PM
Am I the only one getting "I C U, Los Angeles?" Alternate linky?
Posted by: Merri Lee | May 14, 2008 at 02:55 PM
Merri - that's the name of the feature - they wander about LA and get stories from blondes just like this one. The story is video, since LA no longer reads much. :(
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | May 14, 2008 at 03:04 PM
One of my favorite quotes is the one featured -
"...this hot guy rises up from my bumper..."
Posted by: Siouxie | May 14, 2008 at 03:08 PM
It's a desperate way to meet guys. Dibs on the Chevron station Friday night.
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | May 14, 2008 at 03:11 PM
I was halfway thru this before I realized - this person is nutso, and I live/drive with many just like this. Also, ftr - this is how most women (girls?) talk out here. Really. This is not an exaggeration. This is reality. And good DaveBlog fodder.
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | May 14, 2008 at 03:16 PM
"This like...hot guy...rises up from my bumper..."
"I'd say one out of every 100 people you hit with your car are going to be sweet about it..."
Damn, how many hot guys has she hit looking for her potential mate?
Posted by: Jeff Meyerson | May 14, 2008 at 03:16 PM
Sorry... "is going to be sweet about it"
Posted by: Jeff Meyerson | May 14, 2008 at 03:17 PM
Well, the old guy I hit (technically, HE ran into MY car), was sorta unconscious too and not very sweet about it. He tried to sue me and lost. The nerve.
Posted by: Siouxie | May 14, 2008 at 03:20 PM
um, like, i hate to like be like this, but, um could we like prevent her from like VOTING? ever?
Posted by: queensbee | May 14, 2008 at 03:21 PM
or procreate??
Posted by: Siouxie | May 14, 2008 at 03:22 PM
You're all being, like too hard on her...
Posted by: Stephen | May 14, 2008 at 03:26 PM
This place is crawling with Britneys. And they keep hitting on the hawt guys. Literally.
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | May 14, 2008 at 03:26 PM
Annie - your realization reminded me that it recently dawned on my that many of my customers in the Northeast evidently have cell phones permanently affixed to their bodies. They can't believe that I frequently don't have mine with me.
Posted by: pogo | May 14, 2008 at 03:34 PM
I've heard of women "bumping off" their husbands for the inheritance but never before they actually had a 1st date. Must be a California thing.
Posted by: Doc Rick | May 14, 2008 at 03:41 PM
"At first I thought I hit a baby...."
Because that would be the obvious conclusion.
Posted by: CJrun | May 14, 2008 at 03:43 PM
SNORK... yeah, so many babies are toddling around the Chevron station at night, aren't they CJ?
Posted by: judi | May 14, 2008 at 03:46 PM
If you listen closely, you can almost hear the ocean in her ears.
Doc - the logic is that if you meet him at a gas station, he must have money. (over $4 a gallon here)
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | May 14, 2008 at 03:48 PM
Sure, CJ. Don't they have babies laying around gas stations in Upper Florida State?
Posted by: Siouxie | May 14, 2008 at 03:48 PM
um...kinda sorta what judi said ;-)
Posted by: Siouxie | May 14, 2008 at 03:49 PM
Point taken Annie.
Posted by: Doc Rick | May 14, 2008 at 03:53 PM
Siouxie, would you please give CJ directions to a gas station so he can find out?
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | May 14, 2008 at 03:53 PM
Sure thing, Annie. CJ, the gas station is next to a giant chicken.
Posted by: Siouxie | May 14, 2008 at 03:58 PM
an argument against mass transit if ever i heard one... not only are the cute guys hit by the bus more likely to be unconscious, but there's much more competition!
and, guys? when she says "i would hit that!" believe it!
Posted by: insomniac | May 14, 2008 at 04:02 PM
If we're seeing this presumably the California DMV has seen this and is stripping this idiot of her license. That is to presume that anyone in California government has a clue as to what's going on around them.
Posted by: Doc Rick | May 14, 2008 at 04:08 PM
♬ "Hit you baby, one more time..."♪
Posted by: Britney | May 14, 2008 at 04:11 PM
"Fancy running into YOU here!..."
Posted by: Allen at Division | May 14, 2008 at 04:14 PM
BTW...Ms. Twitney had ANOTHER fender bender yesterday.
That should answer your question about the California DMV, Rick. Hell...*I* had a California driver's license too.
Posted by: Siouxie | May 14, 2008 at 04:16 PM
That explains why Britney's preggers, again (supposedly).
Annie, hopefully at least you know that that theory doesn't apply to a guy that's on a bike!!
Posted by: CJrun | May 14, 2008 at 04:27 PM
I must admit the two times that I was hit by a car while biking, I did not hug the driver.
The first time I was kind of irked that the guy in the little sports car did not stop until I had rolled up his hood and was laying across his windshield. It's probably fortunate that I was blocking his view. Not that he was looking. So actually I guess I did hug his windshield.
The second time was just a bump from a car who did not notice that there was a bike lane, complete with biker, between her and the elusive parking space. She parked farther up, got out of her car and started walking away before I passed her again. I mostly didn't hug her because I had to chase her to ask, "Don't ya think ya shoulda kinda made sure I was ok before heading for the beach?"
Posted by: taz | May 14, 2008 at 04:54 PM
That's, like, so, like, strange, like, that she, like, saw him, like rise, like up, like from, like, the front of her, like bumper.
Posted by: Geofox | May 14, 2008 at 05:10 PM
Taz, have you ever considered carrying an air-horn on your bike for the latter circumstance?
Posted by: SpecialNobodie | May 14, 2008 at 05:14 PM
taz, that's why bicycling is a hazard to your health.
Posted by: Siouxie | May 14, 2008 at 05:18 PM
When I started driving the first and only advice my mother gave me was:
If you see a paper bag in the road, do not run over it, because there could be a baby inside.
IANMTU.
So that's why the baby remark seems very reasonable to me.
Posted by: Eleanor | May 14, 2008 at 05:23 PM
El, must be an California thing - babies in paper bags...I'd think kitten, not baby.
Posted by: Siouxie | May 14, 2008 at 05:35 PM
Bumper? Is that what the kids are calling it these days?
Posted by: random thunking | May 14, 2008 at 05:58 PM
taz, I was probably doing better than 20 when a pick-up made a right turn, barely in front of me; straight up, over the hood, face plant. Fortunately, the pick up was turning into the hospital entrance, so I didn't have to splatter far.
Posted by: CJrun | May 14, 2008 at 06:04 PM
*&#$ WTF? Did this girl actually qualify for a driver's license? I guess this is what happens when a state ruins public transit...
Posted by: Kathybear | May 14, 2008 at 06:11 PM
Anyone else find it ironic that this feature is called 'ICU'? Because:
1)she DIDN'T see him, and
2)that's the part of the hospital in which he nearly ended up.
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | May 14, 2008 at 06:22 PM
She is like lucky she did not like hit me, because I like would have like totally like sent her like to her home in like so many pieces.
Posted by: Elon Weintraub | May 14, 2008 at 06:31 PM
I like also like like... Excuse me.
*Bangs head into wall*
Yes Annie, I noticed that as well.
Posted by: Elon Weintraub | May 14, 2008 at 06:32 PM
There ARE some very polite men in LA. Mostly because the women here scare the cr@p out of them.
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | May 14, 2008 at 06:47 PM
LOL about the babies. I can't find the link, but recently there was a story about a woman who went to Neiman Marcus, gave her dog to the concierge but left her child in the car.
And there were two girls in Seattle who went to a nightclub with each other and left one girl's son in the car. Technically one was in the car and one was in the club and they switched off all night (because she's responsible), but at some point, both were in the club, and the tot was found outside by a bouncer at a club about a block away.
May I see your breeding license?
Posted by: Merri Lee | May 14, 2008 at 07:21 PM
"Step away from the ovaries!"
Posted by: Gene Police | May 14, 2008 at 07:47 PM
Siouxie, I told that 'baby' story to my pal CG's kids the other night, one of whom will be driving in a year. He couldn't understand and kept asking why there woulde be a baby in a bag in the road. I think I scared the crap out of him and he'll probably never drive in his life. *snork*
Posted by: Eleanor | May 14, 2008 at 08:50 PM
*snork* back atcha, El!
I am NOT telling that to my girls. We have plenty of obstacles and road kill here in Miami as it is.
Posted by: Siouxie | May 14, 2008 at 09:31 PM
wow, you guys have a really different way of thinking out there in CA... down here in miami, we don't run over paper bags 'cause it might be something that would hurt my car! ;) or else it might be drugs, and why would you want to run over that?
Posted by: judi | May 14, 2008 at 09:45 PM
Jeez, didn't realize I hadn't changed my alias back... "why are all these people talking to taz about my bike accidents?"
CJ, had a similar experience only left instead of right. (Bike lane on the left side of a one-way street.) I avoided smeardom by extemporaneously turning with him. I nearly put my foot through his driver side window as an educational exercise.
Air horn, hmmmm? Probably just get me in trouble... I suspect I'd use it not so much preventively as punitively, or at least punctuationally... "DRIVE WITH YOUR EYES OPEN NEXT TIME YOU *bleeeeeeeatttttt*!"
Posted by: taz aka padraig | May 14, 2008 at 09:47 PM
those wacky leftcoasties and their dating rituals
Posted by: philintexas | May 14, 2008 at 10:50 PM
I've never heard the baby-bag story either. But a friend ran over what he thought was a paper bag. It was a counter-weight - bag-size, but solid metal and quite heavy. It totalled his car.
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | May 14, 2008 at 11:35 PM
"I thought I ran over a baby...and a hot guy jumped up over the bumper." Huh?? Did she check for babies in paper bags? I always thought kittens too.
Posted by: shell | May 15, 2008 at 01:03 AM
B!tch!
Posted by: The Unconscious Guy | May 15, 2008 at 08:29 AM
pad, the same thing happened to my brother in Portland. He was riding his bike and this moron almost knocked him unconscious.
It's scary out there.
Posted by: Jeff Meyerson | May 15, 2008 at 08:37 AM