Just got my tire replaced, finally, after last week's near-disaster. Tried to get it done Friday at a mom-n-pop shithole recommended by two fine individuals. Sadly, they didn't have the right tire for my Swedish travesty of a car. I grinned sheepishly and shuffled my feet in the presence of two Real Dudes who would snap my neck for bein' a pussy. As I was leaving, I noticed the shorter of the two had a done-with-a-compass, maybe-and-ink neck "design" that read:
110%
HONKIE
[sic].
Bring on the H1N1!
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