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May 14, 2008

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)

Comments

Like, *SNORK* @ Ms. Valley girl.

I tried meeting guys like that, when I lived in Pasadena, and hit a man - he was not hot.

And YAY!! Annie got posted!

"And YAY!! Annie got posted!"

TMI, siouxie ;)

Good to see my ex has moved on to other victimslife mates.

*snork* @ judi. Shhh! Like, totally!

Siouxie...one rule - do not, like, hit them in the face, or other, like crucial body areas. Such as the wallet.

Am I the only one getting "I C U, Los Angeles?" Alternate linky?

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. :(

One of my favorite quotes is the one featured -

"...this hot guy rises up from my bumper..."

It's a desperate way to meet guys. Dibs on the Chevron station Friday night.

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.

"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?

Sorry... "is going to be sweet about it"

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.

um, like, i hate to like be like this, but, um could we like prevent her from like VOTING? ever?

or procreate??

You're all being, like too hard on her...

This place is crawling with Britneys. And they keep hitting on the hawt guys. Literally.

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.

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.

"At first I thought I hit a baby...."

Because that would be the obvious conclusion.

SNORK... yeah, so many babies are toddling around the Chevron station at night, aren't they CJ?

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)

Sure, CJ. Don't they have babies laying around gas stations in Upper Florida State?

um...kinda sorta what judi said ;-)

Point taken Annie.

Siouxie, would you please give CJ directions to a gas station so he can find out?

Sure thing, Annie. CJ, the gas station is next to a giant chicken.

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!

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.

♬ "Hit you baby, one more time..."♪

"Fancy running into YOU here!..."

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.

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!!

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?"

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.

Taz, have you ever considered carrying an air-horn on your bike for the latter circumstance?

taz, that's why bicycling is a hazard to your health.

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.

El, must be an California thing - babies in paper bags...I'd think kitten, not baby.

Bumper? Is that what the kids are calling it these days?

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.

*&#$ WTF? Did this girl actually qualify for a driver's license? I guess this is what happens when a state ruins public transit...

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.

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.

I like also like like... Excuse me.
*Bangs head into wall*

Yes Annie, I noticed that as well.

There ARE some very polite men in LA. Mostly because the women here scare the cr@p out of them.

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?

"Step away from the ovaries!"

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*

*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.

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?

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*!"

those wacky leftcoasties and their dating rituals

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.

"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.

B!tch!

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.

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