Bubbler
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Heading down south on my beat, driving this trip as its about five hours and change away.
It could snow on Friday during my return leg to the alma mater. I should be somewhere between Nashville and Louisville when the wintry **** might hit the fan.
Now being from Wisconsin, I have no hang-ups about driving in snow or even ice, though that's much worse. I kind of take a lame-ass perverse pride in it, like my **** is longer because I can drive effortlessly down a drifty interstate. :
Having lived in Louisville for a time, however, I know snow is anathema to southern drivers. I expect full-blown weather freak-outs all down the I-65 corridor. Cars sliding left-and-right, Chevy pick-ups with Calvin pissing stickers meeting a yellow snowy end, people driving 30 miles UNDER what they should be driving, sisters ****ing brothers (oh wait, never mind), the whole bit.
It's going to be blood and snow on the highway, and I fear my sorry ass is going out innocent bystander style. Some bull**** is going down -- something like when Mabel from Cave City, Ky. slams on the brakes because she thought she saw a Yeti, and I get collected like it's the Talladega big one.
Sucks being me.
It could snow on Friday during my return leg to the alma mater. I should be somewhere between Nashville and Louisville when the wintry **** might hit the fan.
Now being from Wisconsin, I have no hang-ups about driving in snow or even ice, though that's much worse. I kind of take a lame-ass perverse pride in it, like my **** is longer because I can drive effortlessly down a drifty interstate. :
Having lived in Louisville for a time, however, I know snow is anathema to southern drivers. I expect full-blown weather freak-outs all down the I-65 corridor. Cars sliding left-and-right, Chevy pick-ups with Calvin pissing stickers meeting a yellow snowy end, people driving 30 miles UNDER what they should be driving, sisters ****ing brothers (oh wait, never mind), the whole bit.
It's going to be blood and snow on the highway, and I fear my sorry ass is going out innocent bystander style. Some bull**** is going down -- something like when Mabel from Cave City, Ky. slams on the brakes because she thought she saw a Yeti, and I get collected like it's the Talladega big one.
Sucks being me.