"Fire is motion / Work is repetition / This is my document / We are all all we've done / We are all all we've done / We are all all we've done / We are all all defenses."

- Cap'N Jazz, "Oh Messy Life," Analphabetapolothology

Thursday, August 31, 2006

the price of gas

snapped these pictures of a ridiculous man filling up his H3 hummer at the gas station in my hometown ($73.28 for a half tank!) overheard him trying to sell it to the guy at the next pump ["i've only driven 1,000 miles on it. it's in great condition. you want it? i was gonna give it to my kids but i could make you a nice deal..."]

ok, a number of things:
1. gas station: not the best place to make a hummer sale. doesn't really do much to tone down its undesirable characteristics...
2. hummer=more value as scrap metal than a personal use vehicle. do your kids a favor, get rid of the trap.
3. the pump says "we're in business for small business." we're at a sam's club. an affiliate of walmart. need i make the irony more blatant?


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