I think the Fightin' 101st Tire Slashers may need a little training before we send 'em in
Once we slash the tires and empty the fuel tanks, how do we remove the trucks? Easy, put on a Harvard Hogwarts robe, wave your wand, and cast the ol' "Truckus Removem" spell
Another bold plan from the Harvard Institute for Removing Giant Trucks From Bridges
Gotta say I did not have "Land War With Canada" on my 2022 bingo card.
I recommend we launch the Marine invasion during the Olympic curling final, when they're all distracted
They will greet us as liberators, with flowers and Tim Horton's donuts
Don't worry, this plan has all been war-gamed out by Harvard's Best and Brightest on the Kennedy School rec room rug, with Tonka trucks and GI Joe action figures
Of course we will need a brilliant, battle-hardened Patton to lead Operation Truck Stop
triggered by, milking the rich inexhaustible comedic value of, tomay-toh, tomah-toh
My plan to clear trucks off the bridge? Announce $1 lap dances at all the Windsor titty bars. But hey don't listen to me, I didn't go to Harvard
yeah, in high school I used to change split rim truck tires at Ben Fish & Son in Sioux City. Closest thing I've experienced to a D-Day invasion. Ceiling had circle marks in it from rim pops
Hear me out on this: we should send covert CIA operatives to fund a proxy war by exploiting the long-simmering tribal tensions between the Canadian Big Rig Drivers and the Canadian Big Rig Tow Truck Drivers
Truly the Clausewitz of impotent faculty lounge rage
This is like having $100k of credit card debt, canceling your Netflix subscription, and then celebrating your newfound fiscal restraint by going on a Disney Cruise
Nobody who thinks they deserve this free $5000 from Uncle Sugar has never in their life paid $5000 in federal income tax
Since I left many moons ago, many of the schools in the Old Country have closed/consolidated. Back in the day, Cooper DeJean's alma mater was 3 different schools: Odebolt-Arthur, Battle Creek, and Ida Grove. Now all consolidated as OABCIG.
Everly, Iowa HS closed and consolidated with another district, thereby depriving American sports of one of the best nicknames ever: the Cattlefeeders. Their girls' teams were the Cattlefeederettes.
For every yin there's a yang. Yesterday's #DavesCarIDService indulged in some balmy tropical midcentury ad escapism from the frigid temps. But there are some hardy insane people who actually embrace this suck, so as a thematic bookend I offer some more ad images that put a happy face on the nonsense.
First up: a 1957 Oldsmobile 98 Fiesta coupe, the same car seen in yesterday's thread starter luxuriating in seaside splendor.
Me, I lean 100% to picture #2. Whatever cold-hardened Teutonic-Viking-Midwestern blood ever once coursed through my veins has been utterly diluted by years of wimpy Texas winters. Even in Texas though there are those who can't wait for a ski getaway to the Colorado slopes (often to the chagrin of Coloradans).
Looks like this goo-goo eyed couple is headed for hot cocoa at the lodge in a 1960 Dodge Dart Phoenix.
Go have your fun winter-lovers, whether it's at Mt Stowe in a 1960 Studebaker Lark wagon (1), Sun Valley in a 1966 Mercury Park Lane (2) or some Disneyesque winter time fantasyland in a 1947 Ford (3). I know the whole Donner Party saga, so I'll be happily holed up inside on the couch watching football.