Suckin Gas & Haulin Ass

This weekend Andrew got a taste of the better life and spent the night at my sister and brother-in-law's in GP. It's an event that we can't talk about until about 2 ours before we leave to head down there cause he's literally beside himself with excitement. They have a dog that he LOVES to boss around. A night there is like you or more being told, "You're going to the spa at Nordstrom's. You will get every service and treatment they offer. After that you will eat the most amazing meal and not gain an ounce."

I always look forward to the drive down there. For a period of time it gets REAL colorful. In fact, I noticed a bumper sticker - "Suckin Gas and Haulin Ass."

It was on an older model Ford Conversion van. You know the kind I'm talking about. The one that has pleated shades on the windows and a full size collapseable poker table in the back. My family would have KILLED for one of these back in the day. It would have made our 22 hour trek to FL a lot more enjoyable. Instead we made the drive work in our purple Aries wagon.

Anyway, I was thinking about the sticker. Really thikning about what exactly it meant. I get the sucking gas part. But then again why would you brag about a car that gets shitty mileage?

But the hauling ass part could be interpeted a few ways.

Haulin ass: driving like a fool super fast and getting away with it.
Haluin ass: carting around some very large passengers (but again why would you brag about that?)
Hauling ass: just being a complete bad ass. Driving a tank and being so damn proud.

At any rate, once I merges onto 94 WEST to GP, I lost him. He went East probably headed to the Lakeside area where he can drive like a fool up and down M -59.

Cause we all know you take your life in your hands when you cruise down that strip. But it's the only place with more chain restaurants, so sometimes it's a necessity.