Rants & Raves: National Pot Hole Convention

Yes, those of you with elephantine memories do correctly recall that several weeks back, during my Saturday shtick on FPK 91.9, I vowed not to talk about pot holes.

I lied.

I lied, because at that time, I hadn’t fallen victim to the peril. Thus, I hadn’t reached the point of saturated vexation.

Then, one of ’em got me. Got me good.

At which juncture, it became imperative that I vent my spleen.

You notice how many cars are driving around with spares?

You know why?

Exactly.

For further edification, listen up.