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Pause Ponder and Pun #55


Hey, life is tough out there.

As if the hurly-burly of the working day wasn't enough.

Rush hour can be a killer.

Discuss.

Comments

Moooooog35 said…
Another woman attempts to parallel park.
Moooooog35 said…
Great. Another ding.
ba_hutch said…
Organizers try to drum up support of auto-ballet as an exhibition sport in the 2012 London Olympics.
00dozo said…
Texters accidentally create the first commuter emoticon.
Quirkyloon said…
Wow. There are already some great entries.

Eeek.

"Jack! Jack! I'll never let go. I'll never let go." *whistles*
Don said…
My mom's example of parallel parking in a vertical position. Just the way dad liked it.
Me-Me King said…
"Here I am, stuck in the middle with you."
PaladinPhil said…
Once again Johnny goes out of his way to redefine "T-bone" accidents.
renalfailure said…
This phallic representation is brought to you by Mazda...
Nicky said…
...but Toyota insists the recalls were simply a precaution.
Tgoette said…
There's a reason why they put instructions for trailer hitches in the South.

Way to go, Bubba!
CatLadyLarew said…
Love Me-Me's!

What? You have a problem with the way I park?
Jeff said…
I really don't see a problem here.
Whitey said…
"I could have sworn I took the Smart Car this morning."
Leeuna said…
What? I was simply following the prompts from the GPS.
Anonymous said…
great post thanks
Quirkyloon said…
Wow. There are already some great entries.

Eeek.

"Jack! Jack! I'll never let go. I'll never let go." *whistles*

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