THIS IS A READ-ONLY ARCHIVE FROM THE SORABJI.COM MESSAGE BOARDS (1995-2016). |
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god damn!!!!! I get more and more angry......the proliferation of these big ass, gas guzzling, emissions evading, dangerous vehicles is an outrage.........if you drive one, FUCK YOU! If you are thinking about getting one, stop being so selfish and think of the safety risk you pose to other drivers and the threat to the envirnoment and the taxing of natural resources..... The EPA should restrict the size of these things, your average soccer mom, boy scout leader of a dad, 50s something searching for youth in a popular trend have no business driving these things. They tax our environment at 3-4 times the rate of your average Honda, Toyota etc and HELLO ASSHOLE, I CAN'T SEE AROUND YOU, I DON'T TRUST YOU, YOU ARE A DANGER TO ME........ selfish yuppie fuck, selfish fuck, big truck for inflation of the self esteem you motherfucker, explorer MY ASS, expedition MY ASS!!!!!!! since when did you need one of these to go grocery shopping in an urban environment...last i checked the final frontier is not on this planet and your not Cousteu (spell?) .......YOU BIG FUCKING PUSSY, riding high makes you feel good? makes you feel powerful? i can see where the epidemic has its roots in this society, the modern male is loosing all senses of masculinity so these TRUCKS replace that.........fucking asshole!!! meanwhile your endangering the rest of us doing our part in driving an economical car....YOU FUCK! SUVs need to be limited, it's getting insane, unfortunately the pockets of our congress men and women are lined with auto industry dollars, selfish pigs, FUCK!!!!!! |
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Some people just don't get it. |
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i'm especially pissed because my french roast is cold. |
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anyone who drives an SUV and lives in the city or in suburbia... anywhere other than in the country where muddy roads and icy passes might have to be traverssed in the case of an emerency... should be run over multiple times by an SUV. and if they have a CD changer in their SUV? they should be castrated first and put in a room full of beautiful naked women. or if you are like my dad's girlfriend's 20 year old college student son, who lives in Spokane, and you drive an SUV with a TV, VCR, and Play Station, in addition to an 8 CD changer with sensaround sound speakers (but only because you recently wrecked your brand new white Mercedes), then the punishment should be having every single pubic hair pulled out one by one right before being castrated. thank you and good day. |
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Fight Clubs start cause people like this are allowed to exist. Somebody hit me. Come on, hard as you can. Yeah. |
funny, they make me feel like I'm risking my life every time I go out among them in my compact hatchback. I get a kick out of hearing suv drivers complain about tiny parking spaces, though. |
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*does Tim Allen arrroooooooooo sound* |
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when i lived in Detroit, i used to drive a big ass blue 2-door Eldorado with grey leather interior, lovingly nicknamed the Pimpmobile. Also known as The Eldo (emphasis on the second syllable). you had to have the strength of a body builder just to get the doors opened and closed again. fuck, i loved cruising around in that beast. |
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I logged on tonight for the first time in weeks. I have too much of a life. Work, kids, soccer, football, board meeting, garden club meeting, TOPS meetings. But it's all slowing down now. Now all I have to do is plan a birthday party for two boys, make halloween costumes in one week, possibly hide out at a freind's house in early November (court with X), & endure quarter school reviews. Broke my record of tomato canning with 51 quarts stashed in the pantry. Thanks for asking! |
Anyway, Simon doesn't have an SUV, it's a beat up old FORD F150. He's going to get the bird dog to go with it this spring. I drive a Dodge Colt wagon. A 4x4 wagon, looks like a cross between a mini-van and a wagon. I HATE SUV's, even if they do live in the country. Everything you guys say about them is true, true. The damn things just get bigger and further off the groud every year. One lady in town has this huge ass SUV, and she lives three blocks from her work, in the city limits. |
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They're big. They're smelly. They're loud. They're dumb. They're rude status symbols. Duh. |
SUV Hate Club http://www.howard.net/ban-suvs.html.com |
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hey Mr. ______ does your wife know you have a girlfriend? |
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ypu really are...Rhi is the sweetest thing to hit this place you muthas better recognize...!!! i got your back forever long live the power of scorpio did you ever see thge simpsons episode with scorpio!! godamn funniest episode SCORPIO!!!!! SCORPIO!!!!!!! ITS SCORIODLFPPPOOOO AHH helll |
i kill me |
Can we just call you 'trick? |
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Well, i call my dad "grumpus," short for "grumpus the bear," because he is so very curmudgeonly. Does this count as a term of endearment? When I was little, I used to think "sweetheart" was the highest compliment anyone could receive. Much better than "honey" or "sweetie" or anything like that. If someone called you sweetheart, damn, you were IT! I think this was because Han Solo called Princess Leia sweetheart, and I had a big crush on Han Solo when I was 5. |
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On my birthday. I had thought I didn't miss B-more, but you just don't run into that in CA. "Sugarbritches" I was pleased. |
you god damn deserve it Rhi, you spent $3.20 on a stamp to send me freakin leaves......how cool is that???/ |
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Supergroove (a new zealand band) did a song called Scorpio Girls... very cool. Ooh, ooh, ooh what am I supposed to do? She seemed a nice one but she is 1, 2 What's going on? I can't understand it, Something went wrong - I'm a starsign magnet I try to hide it but they just keep coming Bad bitchin babes getting my guitar strummin! every single time I'm getting sucked in... those scorpio girls always seem to win! Scorpiorpiorpio scorpio girls Scorpiorpiorpios rocking my world Scorpiorpiorpios every time for the Scorpio girls I'm a hungry enzyme Thrice bitten thrice shy but I'm every time a sucker see a Scorpio... she's seductive coz she's cool like a dipper you get hot like a Russkie and you're actin like a gripper Better chill out like monkey in the tree because she will take your fins & throw you back in the sea Ain't a love song but I just got to sing it, scorpio girl Sting it baby sting it Scorpiorpiorpio scorpio girls Scorpiorpiorpios rocking my world Scorpiorpiorpios every time for the Scorpio girls I'm a hungry enzyme they're bad, they're glad they're bad those gals I had they made me sad so mad acting like a fool crazy bout them but they're cccoooolll spunky like a spunka she's got a lot of spunk think you want some of that scorpio funk! I do too what am I supposed to do she seemed a nice girl but she is one too... *sigh* they were such a good band... |
We were in Akaroa for the weekend, but I would have gone to see Stellar if we were in town. |
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Free stuff.... |
[i'm saving my Marlboro miles for this] http.//www.solotrek.com/ |
www.solotrek.com/ I'm gonna run the toll booth when these become available |
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Hey,just how many hitchikers do you think we put in my trunk over the years? I'm thinking maybe 50 to 75.But maybe I'm forgetting some.Do you remember what you screamed at those poor hitchikers when you hit that bus stop sign,"you will get in my car now,I hit a sign and everything to get you.If you don't get in theres gonna be BIG TROUBLE! didn't you hit the bus stop bench,too? |
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so i drove to the north shore today, it being one of those days that i needed to get away from my house and everyone in it. and it was a perfect day outside. while i was up there i bought a dress, and two skirts. and a silver ring. i stopped by dave's house. i watched surfers at sunset beach. on my way home, i was a little over two miles out of Haleiwa on the main road when the engine stalled out. there's a very wide shoulder on the side of the road i was on, so i just pulled over. there was another car also stalled out about 300 feet ahead of me. what to do? well, i'm not one for waiting around, so i crossed the street and stuck my thumb out. i've never had a problem getting a ride this way, but for some reason i stood there a good 15 minutes with almost a steady stream of cars whizzing by and not one fucker stopped to pick me up. i'm in the country fer chrissakes, and i'm a short, blonde, innocent looking female. so what the hell? i went back to my car and stood next to it, with the hood popped up. i made the shaka sign with my hand, but put it up to my ear, like a telephone, and just mouthed the word "phone" as people drove by. so this shiny, red SUV comes barrelling up the road. it's still daylight out so i can see the driver. a haole guy with short blonde hair, probably in his late twenties. i can see him talking on his cell phone. he looks me straight in the eye and keeps driving. eventually someone pulled over, a local guy in a brand new Accord, and let me use his cell to call AAA. here's how the conversation went with the AAA phone operator. AAA: This is triple ay, how may I help you? Me: I need to have my car towed. AAA: What is your membership number? Me: It's 9149828393851 AAA: What is your policy code? Me: It's 514 P AAA: What is the expiration date? Me: July 31, 2000 AAA: What is the phone number you are calling from? Me: I have no idea. I'm calling from a stranger's cell phone who pulled over to help me. AAA: Where is your car? Me: I'm about 3 miles out of Haleiwa on the main highway, going toward Wahiawa. I'm in the middle of the Waialua coffee fields. AAA: (Silence) Me: Hello? AAA: I'm sorry, where are you? Me: I'm a few miles out of Haleiwa, i think it's technically called highway 99 on the map. AAA: Can you spell that for me? Me: What? Spell what? AAA: Ma'am, I'm talking to you from the mainland. I have no idea where you are. You are going to have to spell everything for me. Me thinking to myself: Oh jesus, the tow truck ain't never getting here... |
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of course after the car died, i popped the hood to pretend i was figuring out what the problem was. PLENTY OF GAS IN MY CAR. fuckhead. just changed my own oil the day before. fuckhead. waterpump and fan just fine. it was the timing belt. fuckhead. mmmwah. the AAA guy showed up in 20-30 minutes. fastest time ever i think. he was so nice too. older local guy from waialua who spoke the thickest pigin i ever heard in my life. brand new truck too. we rode all the way back to honolulu in style, jabbering the whole way and listening to oldies. i walked home from the service station where i had him drop the car off. i'm now leaving for work on my bike! see ya, you weaklings. |
we were walking to the lake shore, on our way back, a house across the street, a pup, a tan lab/retriver mix, sees us, happy, runs, barking and laughing, an SUV, behind us we hear, coming on fast, i look back, and look at the dog, looking at the owner trying to call it back, we see it coming. i think if i make any motions or calls to the dog, the dog, he will only come forth with more joy, hoping the calls of the owner click, the driver is going way too fast for a residential area, much less with 4 pedestrians......no screech, just BANG!, my head is turned, a tear gathers in my lower lid, i hear the last few whines of air from this poor happy pup, the owner in tears, the fucker keeps driving, but finally comes back after 5 minutes, his concious whipped him silly. we are all dazed, we saw life taken away in front of our very eyes. i have a tremendous soft spot for animals. this sight impacted our new year with great severity. it was on all of our minds, the replay, the bang, the whimpers, the tears of the owner, the tears of my wife.......no one talked about it, but we all thought it.......was it a preminition? who knows....but man...... |
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I swear -- I wd take the bus before I bought an SUV/Jeep/Bronco/or truck of any kind. |
This is from a radio program of a true report of an incident in Michigan: A guy buys a new Lincoln Navigator for $42,500 and has $560 monthly payments. He and a friend go duck hunting in winter, and of course all the lakes are frozen. These two guys go out on the lake with the guns, the dog, and of course the new vehicle. They drive out onto the lake ice and get ready. Now, they want to make some kind of natural landing area for the ducks, something for the decoys to float on. In order to make a hole large enough to look like something a wandering duck would fly down and land on, it is going to take a little more effort than an ice hole drill. So, out of the back of the new Navigator comes a stick of dynamite with a short, 40-second fuse. Now these two rocket scientists do take into consideration that they want to place the stick of dynamite on the ice at a location far from where they are standing (and the new Navigator), because they don’t want to take the risk of slipping on the ice when they run from the burning fuse and possibly go up in smoke with the resulting blast. They light the 40-second fuse and throw the dynamite. Remember a couple of paragraphs back when I mentioned the vehicle, the guns and the dog? Lets talk about the dog: A highly trained Black Lab used for RETRIEVING. Especially things thrown by the owner. You guessed it; the dog takes off at a high rate of doggy speed on the ice, and captures the stick of dynamite with the 40-second fuse about the time it hits the ice. The two men yell, scream, wave their arms and wonder what to do now. The dog thinks he’s being cheered on and keeps coming. One of the guys grabs the shotgun and shoots the dog. The shotgun is loaded with #8 birdshot, hardly big enough to stop a Black Lab. The dog stops for a moment, slightly confused and of course terrified, thinking these two geniuses have gone insane. The dog takes off to find cover, under the brand new Navigator. ---BOOM!--- Dog and Navigator are blown to bits and sink to the bottom of the lake in a very large hole, leaving the two idiots standing there with this “I can’t believe this happened” look on their faces. The insurance company says that sinking a vehicle in a lake by the illegal use of explosives is not covered. He still has yet to make the first of those $560 a month payments! And you thought you day was not going well. |
poor dog. |
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All life is hell. |
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http://www.snopes.com/critters/cruelty/ dynamite.htm (cut and paste) |
The car made me think of Patrick not the wanker driving it |
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big shiny and clean but NOT the wanker eh moonit? just WHAT were you thinking? |
heh. |
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shut up ass. |
what...are you assigning homework now...for chrissakes kalli, you WANT me to go around my ass to get to my elbow? |
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next to my ankle. oh yea. you know the spot. |
the dog. No dog was blown up in this case. |
poor fictional dog. thanks semmy. |
True story. |
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http://poseur.4x4.org/futuresuv.html |
You'll get respect in the kiddie drop off lane at school. |
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I don't like SUVs. My sister drives an SUV. I wish she wouldn't. But then again, she never listens to me, so why bother? LS |
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http://www.alternet.org/story.html?StoryID=14839 The occupant death rate in SUVs is 6 percent higher than it is for cars – 8 percent higher in the largest SUVs. The main reason is that SUVs carry a high risk of rollover; 62 percent of SUV deaths in 2000 occurred in rollover accidents. SUVs don't handle well, so drivers can't respond quickly when the car hits a stretch of uneven pavement or "trips" by scraping a guardrail. Even a small bump in the road is enough to flip an SUV traveling at high speed. On top of that, SUV roofs are not reinforced to protect the occupants against rollover; nor does the government require them to be. Because of their vehicles' size and four-wheel drive, SUV drivers tend to overestimate their own security, which prompts many to drive like maniacs, particularly in inclement weather. And SUV drivers – ever image-conscious and overconfident – seem to hate seat belts as much as they love talking on their cell phones while driving. Bradsher reports that four-fifths of those killed in roll-overs were not belted in, even though 75 percent of the general driving population now buckles up regularly. While failing to protect their occupants, SUVs have also made the roads more dangerous for others. The "kill rate," as Bradsher calls it, for SUVs is simply jaw-dropping. For every one life saved by driving an SUV, five others will be taken. Government researchers have found that a behemoth like the four-ton Chevy Tahoe kills 122 people for every 1 million models on the road; by comparison, the Honda Accord only kills 21. Injuries in SUV-related accidents are likewise more severe. |