Also, I hate to have so many heavyweight bitching titles under my belt, but let's face it, the CIA killed Kennedy, and the rest of the list is so long I wouldn't even know where to begin.  So let's start with taking away teen drivers as a prominent danger to society.

Or someone could invent an app that disables all texting on phones going over 10 mph, GASP!!!!

Saving lives ... one idiot at a time.

Baci, we're not having a Skywalker/Vader moment here like maybe you think we are, you don't do sarcasm do you?  My hate is confined to slow core music/punk/emo/ brainless teens, warmongers, metrosexuals, evil corporations, and it doesn't really go beyond that, so you can't accuse me of hating when my hatred is confined to such a small area can you?  My overwhelming sense of love far outshtoinks my hate.  Besides, when was the last time you made me laugh?

I think I am going to mount one of those gadgets to my bike though Baci. I really like the idea of jamming signals that compete with my well being, it worked for Wellstone...

First, I'd like to apologize for Lundgren locking my name in as Herzog, blame him instead.   I liked myself better when I was Miles A Broad, Helmut Flagg, or Rand McNally. Second, if Wellstone died of natural causes, and not from one of Baci's gadgets, then Im an engorged tick on your dog's balls. Do some research into Zapata Corp and follow the yellow brick trail.
 Third, is my question pertaining to the sticker I saw in Superior today which read  'My labrador is Smarter than Your Honor Student.'  Do any of you think this person was hating on your honor student, loving on their lab, or C, just tired of hearing about your honor student every time they pull up to the back of a car?  Is there even a difference between tired and hate? Because I think for all the definitions of words, the hipster definition of "to hate" is the one which least corresponds to its very meaning.  Because anything hipster negates the use of passion, yet 'to hate' is passionate. But now that Baci mentions it, maybe I am beginning to "hate"  every young person I see in a texting trance even though this is not unlike a 'pussy trance,' something I too am guilty of, as both may lead to untimely death and destruction.  But, I don't think texting bodes well for our species, in any case, IMO.  This is Star Trek time, and we're better than this! 
 
 Now that you mention it though, I think I do like Superior's style better. Instead of turning and texting, I witnessed a dude floating his turn this afternoon in an '86 Oldsmobile Cutlass Supreme with bald tires at 20 mph, like he was born to it. Turning like he meant it. Eyes on the road. Hand on the wheel.

No, to his credit, Baci didn't delete any posts. I'm just going crazy.  TPSD.

Wait, I didn't read that part about the dog Tim.  If there's one thing that bugs me more than T&D, it's D & D.  I'll bet you anything it was purebred and under 10 lbs. 

All I can say to end this vicious psychotic rant, is that if any of you distracted drivers run into my freshly restored machine, you better kill me or knock me out. Because if I can walk, I will drag you through your window.  If the thing is worth doing, do it right.