Greetings, my fellow port swillers!

You know what Ol’ Robbo dislikes?  Well, let me narrow that down a bit: You know one of the things Ol’ Robbo dislikes?

Guys who get themselves a muscle car or roadster – something with a big, loud engine, lots of chrome, and various other whistles and bells – and then putter around like a South Florida grandma.

I mean really, if you’re going to go to the trouble and expense of getting yourself a serious set of wheels like that, at least show the car some damn respect and drive like you mean it.

It’s something like these people who build themselves a yuge gourmet kitchen and then eat nothing but heat n’ serve meals picked up at the grocery store.

At least I don’t often get stuck behind a kitchen on my way to the office.

Grrrrrr.……

(I probably shouldn’t post these sentiments, since Middle Gel is a regular reader and also an impatient speed-demon on the road and it sets a bad example.  But still.  Grrrrrr…….)

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