The Fragrant Mrs Duck tells me that my driving's "sexy".After years of "AAAAARGH! Mind that lamp post!" she's finally come round to my way of thinking and has realised that I'm not so much mounting the pavement but sticking to the racing line.
"Thank you," I say, "Thank you for saying that my driving is sexy."
"No. No I didn't."
"I distinctly heard you tell your dad that I'm an erotic driver."
"Erratic," she says, "Erratic."
Oh.
5 comments:
FIRST for erotic driving
Blokes are only erotic drivers 'cos the other road users are female genitalia...
TFMD wouldn't steer you wrong.
You're married to your daughter?
Ah yes, the racing line. The easiest way to tell if you've hit the apex correctly is to feel the curb on your tire (sorry, "kerb" and "tyre").
Goes along well with the ever-popular "park by touch" approach.
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