In 1996, I bought a new Ford Ranger. I went to register the truck and was handed this license plate.
This was not a personalized plate. The letters “UFO” just happen to be the next letters that came up in the series.
Since I do have a history of speeding and I have received numerous speeding tickets, it seemed appropriate.
I sold that truck a long time ago and I currently live in Alabama. However, I saved the license plate and now it hangs on my wall.
If you drive a camouflaged truck, you might be a redneck.
The other day, I saw a suburban hearse for the first time. It got me thinking. I wonder if you can get one with 4 wheel drive. That could come in handy if someone wants to be buried off a dirt road on the side of a mountain in the middle of a thunderstorm.
I was driving around a park in Toney, Alabama. The park was built on top of swamp land, so the ground is soft. Also, it has been raining the past few weeks, which made the area even worse.
I parked by the playground and Mom got out to smoke a cigarette. We were chatting and I was playing on the swings. After a few minutes, we decided to leave. However, my Jeep was stuck.
I tried everything to get it out, but was not successful. After 30 minutes, I called AAA and a tow truck arrived to help me. However, the tow truck driver also got stuck.
He tried to free the Jeep, but to no avail. Then he went to work on his truck. The ground was so soft, that everything just sunk deeper into the dirt. He even used concrete blocks, but the blocks just ended up being imbedded into the ground. I was thinking, this is like trying to get out of quicksand.
The tow truck driver had to call for another tow truck, in order to get himself out of the mud.
Three hours later, we finally were able to leave that park. We called Gwen to let her know we were on the way home and she volunteered to make spaghetti for dinner. It was nice to have a warm meal after that ordeal.
The whole situation was historically funny and I will probably be laughing about this for the rest of the week. There is also an important life lesson in all of this, “Beware of swamp lands.”
I’ve seen a vast number of inconsiderate drivers over the years, so I came up with a plan to improve the situation.
When I retire, I want to buy an old truck and drive around looking for bad drivers. If someone runs a red light, I’m not going to stop. Instead, I will hit them with my truck.
If they try to steal my parking space, I will hit them with my truck.
I plan to hit them hard enough to leave a nasty dent, but not hard enough to cause injuries.
Sounds like a great plan to me.
The Jeep decided not to run today. I had it towed to the shop and it will probably be there for a few days.
Oh well, that’s how it goes…