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Thursday, August 20, 2009

Cruise Control v2

I wrote a post about cruise control a couple days ago, and within that post I talked about how spoiled I was of the cruise capabilities of my mom's car, and pretty much every car that has come out since forever, except for my late-model car which has the feature, only it now doesn't work. What this all boils down to is that I like cruise control - there's something about eating a taco while driving with your knees that just does it for me.

Or let's say you've got cruise control set, and the CD you're listening to playing in the stereo has finished and is now playing track one again, so you ask the person sitting shotgun to hold the wheel and watch for pedestrians if you are driving through a school zone at 3 o'clock in the afternoon, or order the only person in the vehicle not drunk to hold the wheel making sure you don't swerve off the highway so you can change that facocta CD. I like that feature in a car as well.

Cruise is great because I could be receiving a blow job in the car - which I know, right, when that girl starts doing some shit with her tongue only an ice cream cone would experience, your legs might start kicking and that wouldn't be safe if you had your foot on the gas; so setting cruise is oh so choice. Tying off before injecting heroin into your system is done with ease when you don't have to worry about maintaining a constant speed with your foot on the gas, and then again, I could repost this thought and call it Driving With Your Knees, but once again, you'd wanna set the cruise control.

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