Anyhoo... they just annoy me from a safety standpoint. They annoy Farmer H because people don't have to pay taxes and have licenses on them like a car, yet they think they have the same driving rights as a car.
I was two cars behind a side-by-side at Dairy Queen the other day. The woman driving it could not seem to get it in gear. Every time she pulled forward in the drive-thru line, she would turn it off. Then have trouble getting it to move forward again. It kind of jumped, like it may get out of control! Also, a young girl kept getting out of the back seat and walking around behind it to get in the other side. BELT HER! Is what I wanted to say. With a seatbelt connotation, of course.
Anyhoo... one day I encountered FIVE side-by-sides on my hour trip to town. Sometimes they come out our gravel road. Sometimes they turn off before. But here's what I have been fantasizing thinking about...
I CAN FEED THE CAR-LESS!!!
Yep. It's dust season out here in Hillmoma. Clouds of dust billow up behind T-Hoe once I turn onto our gravel road. If a side-by-side just happens to be behind me, the driver and passengers are going to get their fill of dust! They won't just be satiated. They will be bloated like post-Thanksgiving Dinner after eating my dust.
Just one more service Mrs. Hillbilly Mom provides.
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Ooooh! Great idea!
Dust those buggers good and proper.
How can they not realise how unsafe they are on proper roads?
River,
I would love to help them out with a good feeding! I'm selfless like that. I can't imagine how people drive their kids around in those things. It's one thing if they want to risk death by being stupid, but leave the kids at home! Not alone, either! Why do they think cars go through so many safety tests, and there are laws about car seats for kids? I've seen people holding toddlers on their lap! No doors on those side-by-sides! A collision with a real car would be deadly.
I just don't understand parents of today!
Kathy,
I don't even understand the grown-up kids of the parents of yesterday!
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