drive better or we will judge you
A conversation with My Lovely Wife regarding the woman (who felt the need to put eleven car-lengths between her and the car in front of her) driving the red Chevy Cavalier (with the pink fuzzy dice and the license plate outlined with a charming barbed wire motif) in front of us on the bridge.
Me: You know what’s on her CD player, don’t you?
My Lovely Wife: What?
Me: TERRIBLE music. Maroon 5, Mariah Carey…
My Lovely Wife: I disagree.
Me: Really?
My Lovely Wife: Yes. She’s “New Country”.
Me: Wait! I know what she has on her CD player!
My Lovely Wife: What?
Me: Well, anyone that really knows her knows that she tells everyone that she likes “all kinds of music”.
My Lovely Wife: And?…
Me: So… she has Maroon 5, Mariah Carey, AND New Country.
My Lovely Wife: Ah. That sounds right.
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My Lovely Wife and I — stereotyping Chevy Cavalier drivers so you don’t have to.
September 10th, 2008 at 12:16 pm
Hah! I used to drive a Cavalier, back in the 90’s. Then I found out what sorts of music I was expected to listen to, so I got a Grand Am.
September 10th, 2008 at 12:39 pm
Luckily, we have a radio station for just that type of person in Halifax. Actually, we have several.
Okay, all of them would be perfect for her. And the other 9,000 Cavalier/Sunfire/Shitbox drivers.
September 30th, 2008 at 2:59 pm
This is hilarious. My bf and I do this all the time, though he lacks snark in his soul and ends up with insults not nearly as biting as mine or yours.