Last night, I went to pick up Rose from work, and we went to Mad Mex. We ate outside, and at one point, some douchebag sped by, and his lack of muffler broke the peaceful lull of crickets and conversation with a tremendous "VRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRROO
In other random amusingness, this was my train of thought while driving home from work yesterday:
"La la la, almost there, right turn signal, hey hey you you I don't like your girlfriend! Oh, there's someone walking away from the bus stop. Wait a minute, is that Ben? ...Oh, wait, no, it's not. And that was a woman. Heh... I mistook a woman for Ben."
(Sorry, Ben. It was the hair, I swear it!)