B Rad of the W

So you still don’t believe in evolution? You still think god went zap and there stood mankind. Well here again is yet another concrete example that species do change and old species die out.

Genetic change is evolution no matter what flavor of religion or how many layers you slap on it. Read this article about black squirrels evolving and beating out the gray squirrels. They are fiercer and compete better so they dominate.

I am not saying you can’t go to church on Sunday or be nice to people. You don’t even have to take down the cross in the dining room. Maybe just entertain the possibility that one dude and a magic wand did not create all you see.

It is motorcycle season! I don’t own a motorcycle but I have the itch and I understand the time of year. However, every bastard with a “Watch for motorcycles” bumper sticker makes me mad. Why? They drive like pricks! It is impossible to see them coming when they are driving between cars and attempting time travel. The gene pool will get a lot deeper with a few less rocket riders.

First off… I like motorcycles. Someday I want to get one. My complaint is with the asshole drivers! Not all people that own a motorcycle drive like they left their brain in their other helmet but the ones that do create enough frustration for the whole lot. First off your are on a road vehicle so you have to obey all the same laws as those of us with four wheels. Hell you should even obey them better so our four wheels don’t get pissed and run your ass off the road.

It seems all my aggravation and motorcycle animosity is aimed as those penis compensating pecker heads with “crotch rockets”. They weave in and out of traffic like they are playing Frogger from the comfort of their sofa. In construction areas or during rush hour they drive on the shoulder instead of waiting in line like all the other lemmings. It is all I can do to not swing my door open! My car fits on the shoulder as well but you don’t see me being an ass bag.

Why do those who drive what I will call “real bikes” act and behave like they should but once the bike has a bright color or goes vroom vroom instead of raaargh raaargh no one with a brain will drive them?

So if you are one of these brain dead scabs on the highway I have seen your future! It is not hot chics in bikinis grabbing your rock hard abs seductively saying “make me wet go fast”. These links are nasty! Put your sandwich down now Timmy… Face plant | Leg Meat | No Bumpers | Spray you off the road | Needs a spray | Bionic Arm - she got lucky

Lets make a deal… I’ll watch for you if you don’t drive like you’re filming a movie!