I was inspired by this post in iceman's goggle thread:
I do ALL sports related anything, I feel your pain.
We have an apartment in Issaquah, (Seattle suburb), now, so my wife takes the Golf R and drives over a big lane barrier thing to the tune of $2500 worth of 2 rims, tires, alignment, etc.
She gets some mail from the city and opens it up, sees a picture of the Golf and a nice $140 fine, and says "How do they know it's me?" She gets a second letter like that a day later.
She is great, yada, yada, yada, but WTF?
What else you guys got?
Fuck fucking goggles in general. Fucking things fucking suck. Fucking wife always complaining she put the wrong lens in, and I have to fucking change them because for some fucking reason she seems to be able to put earrings thru tiny fucking holes in her ears, but can't seem to snap a fucking lens in a fucking goggle frame without fucking it all up.
Just had to get that off my chest this am, sorry.
Just had to get that off my chest this am, sorry.
We have an apartment in Issaquah, (Seattle suburb), now, so my wife takes the Golf R and drives over a big lane barrier thing to the tune of $2500 worth of 2 rims, tires, alignment, etc.
She gets some mail from the city and opens it up, sees a picture of the Golf and a nice $140 fine, and says "How do they know it's me?" She gets a second letter like that a day later.
She is great, yada, yada, yada, but WTF?
What else you guys got?
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