Recently, Greazy and I were in Australia, enjoying the countryside on our way back to the big city. We didn't know it at the time, but we violated the Victorian speed limit, and would be receiving a ticket upon our return to the states.
Needless to say, we were both pissed, and after weighing our options, decided to pay the ticket to ensure no difficulties when we return down under.
Our argument was simple. 100kph is 60mph. We were going the equivalent of 64mph. Is that really such a big deal? It wasn't like we were going 80mph or anything. We believed that there was little harm to be done at that speed, so we asked the next logical question. Why the big stick up the bum Vickie?
As you know, I never get tired of being right. Turns out 100kph isn't so bad after all. Not only can a koala survive being hit at 100kph, it can hang on while you drag it another 12km, with its gray ass hanging out of your grill. So, come on Victoria, loosen up. It isn't like we did anything this bad. But, you got your money, now call off the Solicitor General!
*I do not, in any way, advocate the hitting or dragging of koalas. I, unlike the New Yorker, can pull off satire.
1 comment:
Not only are Koalas cute as hell, they are bad ass too! You and know kolas personally, by which I mean we paid to hold one once, and I didn’t think they could stay awake long enough to hang on to a car grill for 12 KM.
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