Moto Musings

My car looks like it was the target for a bird torpedo mission.  Those little suckers aimed with the velocity of a Lear Jet and the vehemence of an ex-lover and Jackson Pollock’d all over my hood.  I now drive a polka dotted Infiniti.

I also followed an SUV home with the license plate “PUCKR UP”.  I’m not sure if it’s meant to be a take on “kiss my ass” since PA only requires rear license plates or if it’s just because they drove so ungodly slow that most people would rather just drive through them.  I’m going to get a front plate (yes, pay the extra $1.00) that says “GET OVER” and see if I have any success.