Saturday, June 9, 2012

Meat and a Side Boob

Catchy title, no?

Leah and I took a 14 hour round trip road trip to WI today to pick up a great raw beef mix for the dogs.  It's muscle, organ, and bone ground together with tripe.  Pretty smelly stuff, but a fantastic price, and pretty complete.

As usual, a road trip of ours can't be uneventful.  We got a little lost in rural WI but managed to find the place.  It took about 10 minutes for us to load the car, then we started our trip back.  That's when things started to get a little....loose.

I do cross stitch on car trips and at dog shows, so my head is usually down.  I notice something waving at me from the left hand lane, and look up to see a shirtless guy on a motorcycle passing us. 

I guess at 70 MPH the only way to wave at vehicles is with a flappy side boob.  I get it; you can't take both hands off the handlebars, that'd be insane.  It's much more personable to wave a nipple from under your armpit at someone.

I said "OMG" and looked over to see a speechless Leah.  We both immediately thought of and then recited this episode of Family Guy:

And as is our custom, we took the joke farther than it ever needed to go.  The biker's name is Side Boob Joe.  We actually saw him examining his chafing on the side of the road.  He has a song, a motto, and a saying:

99 boxes of meat in the car;
99 boxes of meat;
Take 1 down, flap it around;
98 boxes of meat in the car.

The more you don't want to know; that's Side Boob Joe.

Whether you're on the road or off the road; keep it flappin.

The return trip went quickly, but my stomach hurts and Leah looks like she's been sobbing all day. 

The end.

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