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Saturday, December 12, 2009

An open letter

I would like to take this opportunity to send out an open letter to the gentleman who has chosen to drive his pimped-out "hoopty" along bus row at 3:05 for the past few school days:

Dear Sir,

Thank you for your good intentions. I know that you probably think you are giving teachers and students the rare opportunity to witness the combination of an off-mustard yellow primer paint job AND tires that are 8 inches larger than standard. Since most kids are focused on their friends and/or getting onto the bus, you have done what you need to in order to draw their attention to your vehicle -- blast your bass-intensive stereo system at levels harmful to most mammalian ears.

May I humbly suggest, however, that your choice of songs and/or lyrics may not be the most appropriate in an elementary school setting? Given the timing, perhaps some classic holiday tunes would be more in order? At a slightly lower volume?

I would also like to point out that there IS a stop sign posted at the corner where you turn, so I think I speak for everyone when I say that we would rather not see your continued attempts to hang 2 wheels going around the bend.

Thank you, and have a nice weekend.


Anonymous said...

We,(out front) get to see this twelve year old in a man's body and teenager's car each day before you do. He cranks the volume as he drives away after picking up his Kinder son. I know exactly who you are talking about.


Unknown said...

One of the funniest things I've ever read. Seriously, this is great. You captured how I feel quite often in our little barrio.

Ed U. Cater said...

It sounds like you might be "on to" something....the next Budweiser "Real American Hero" jingle.. Mr Pimped-Out-Overly-Loud-Mustard-Yellow-Hoopty-Driver..

Yes, only you, in your mustard yellow primer paint job and your overly aggressive radio volume, strive to show your the 8-11 year old demographic (sung in the background--"I got 18 inch rims!"

Ed U. Cater said...

Only you, oh demon of the decibels, can find a way to take $5,000... and spend it on a $400 piece of crap. (sung in the background..."I got my bass amp in the trunk")