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Originally Posted by bmwnomore  It was ninety degrees today and sunny, so i took the car out for a spin to run a couple of errands. Dropped the top and off I went enjoying every minute.
I was feeling very cool (not cold cool) in my SLK with my shades on, but not particularly cooler than I usually feel driving my fine car.
Then it happened. The first time in 2 3/4 years of ownership. I put my turn signal on to turn left. As I began to turn, a Blazer-type SUV went past me on the right driven by some redneck-ish dude and his buddy. He yells down at me (he was only three feet from me and as I said the top was down),
............"DRIVIN' YOUR WIFE'S CAR!!!".
Since I was in the middle of my turn I had no time to come up with some witty rebuttal. They laughed heartily as they drove past feeling very good about themselves I'm sure.
I guess the "chick car" image is tough to shake. I've thought about it and I've come to the following conclusion.
1. It's basically a compliment. Of all the cars on the road, he certainly noticed mine.
2. He's envious. Why else belittle a perfect stranger driving a Mercedes-Benz Roadster? He needed to convince himself my car was a frivilous, woman's handbag.
3. He has a small ****.  |
Usually I let them know I do not need an SUV because I'm not a lesbian and have a big ****.
However, I like to play Wierd Al's Truck Driving song when I'm next to them:
I'm drivin' a truck
Drivin' a big ol' truck
Pedal to the metal, hope I don't run out of luck
Rollin' down the highway until the break of dawn
Drivin' a truck with my high heels on
My diesel rig is northward bound
It's time to put that hammer down
Just watchin' as the miles go flyin' by
I'm ridin' twenty tons of steel
But it's sure hard to hold the wheel
While I'm waiting for my nails to dry
Oh, I always gotta check my lipstick in that rear view mirror
And my pink angora sweater fits so tight
I'm jammin' gears and haulin' freight
Well, I sure hope my seams are straight
Lord, don't let my mascara run tonight
Because I'm drivin' a truck
Drivin' a big ol' truck
Smokey's on my tail and my accelerator's stuck
Got these eighteen wheels-a-rollin' until the break of dawn
Drivin' a truck with my high heels on
Oh, I don't mind when my crotchless panties creep right up on me
And my nipple rings don't bother me too much
But when I hit those big speed bumps
My darling little rhinestone pumps
Keep slippin' off the mother-lovin' clutch
But still I'm drivin' a truck
Drivin' a big ol' truck
Headin' down the interstate, just tryin' to make a buck
Wearin' feather boas with sequins and chiffon
While I'm drivin' a truck with my high heels on
I'm drivin' a truck
Drivin' a truck
Got a load to carry and some eyebrows left to pluck
And I'm late for my appointment down at my hair salon
So I'll be drivin' a truck with my high heels on