I saw this shit on Country Club and Glenn in Tucson this week…
So many questions. I’m googling or guessing at answers…
Q: What the hell is “My Rat” on the license plate? Is this Willard’s pet car?
A: From the Google: A rat is a “fake” hotrod in the style of a 1920’s-40’s car made out of modern-day bullshit fiberglass and leftover sheet metal. Sounded like it was powered by a 5 HP toro motor. At first I wasn’t sure if he was driving down the street or mowing a lawn.
Q: What’s wrong with his tail lights?
A: They were not car lights — the taillights on my bicycle powered with 2 AAA batteries put out 10 times as much light as this “rat light.” They were slightly flashing — but weren’t even powerful enough to give the most sensitive epileptic a seizure.
Q: What the hell is that bent piece of metal that is sticking over the back left tire?
A: You tell me — that’s what comments are for.
Q: What are those two things hanging down from the trailer hitch?
A: Looks like his wife took his balls out of the drawer and threw them on the back of his “rat rod.”
Q: If those are balls swinging behind his car, where’s his dick?
A: Mr. Bobbit I presume?
Q: Why would anybody drive a vehicle like this in public?
A: To get everybody to turn their heads, point and say: “Look at this fucking guy.”
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Man, how is a POS like that even road legal?
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