Cone_Junky wrote: I think I need to hook up a spare washer pump and reservoir full of brake fluid on my car. Just have the hose spraying directly behind me, kinda like the James Bond dispenser of karma.
I've always wanted to do this, except spray a little waste oil into the exhaust....
I want the knives that pop out of the hubcaps. 
EastCoastMojo wrote: I want the knives that pop out of the hubcaps.
I want a paint ball gun mounted through the grill and a trigger where the horn button is. It would help if the gun would pan side with the steering wheel. 
spitfirebill wrote: I just love when a smoker pulls up to a stop sign, opens his/her door, gently dumps their ashtray onto the road and drives off.
When I was a young lad I used to see this all the time in shopping center parking lots. It was almost acceptable to empty your giant ashtray full of smokes next to your car.
I imagine people think they just melt away.....
I really hate the flick the butt out the window when I am following you people. I do not like it that they are blatantly littering and making a mess for someone else to clean up, but I really take it personally when I am right behind them. I often wonder if I could call 911 and report an assault. They threw a burning object at me at 70mph. Could've hit me in the eye or caught my car on fire. No, it's not their fault I am driving a convertible. I feel a little similar to the dump trucks that instead of having a sign on the back like "Caution, stay back 200 ft" instead have a sign that says "not responsible for broken windshields". Those signs make me want to get in front of them and throw rocks out of my car at them and say "me neither".
Well, if someone can get a 5-10 year sentence for chucking a burrito at someone....It's considered at missile, because of it's speed. Sure, why not.
My favorite was passing a semi at night on the interstate in the Miata, top down. First thing I see is a shower of sparks on the windshield as the butt explodes. That got my attention.
F'in litterbugs.
My grandmother's house is almost eactly a mile from a major intersection. Seems that when people light up sitting at the red light.. they finish about a mile away. The first ten feet of her yard is NOTHING but cigarette butts. I have tried, you simply cannot get them out of the grass without having to do it one at a time by hand
mad_machine wrote: My grandmother's house is almost eactly a mile from a major intersection. Seems that when people light up sitting at the red light.. they finish about a mile away. The first ten feet of her yard is NOTHING but cigarette butts. I have tried, you simply cannot get them out of the grass without having to do it one at a time by hand
Shopvac?
In reply to Giant Purple Snorklewacker:
local college been using a modified leaf vac for a couple decades now, GF said they called it 'the butt sucker'
TRoglodyte wrote: Nothing worse than a reformed heathen fer perspective.
I resemble that remark. I also love the 'they littered, so I set their car on fire" camp. By that logic, I should shoot your stupid berkeleying dog if it E36 M3s in my yard.
Do you really think it makes a berkeleying mouse turd of a difference whether a cigarette butt rots away in a landfill or a parking lot?
I'm sure all you guys stir the compost pile every day and don't use plastic products (rolleyes.)
That said, it is kind of a dick-move to flick your butt out the window. THAT said, the FLICK part is critical. Mine always went in the median, and NE-VER went out the window if a bike was behind me. Yes, I'm aware that I'm a dick.
In 200,000 miles and at least 4,000 smokes, I never set the median on fire, and never hit anyone's car or person.
I know you high & mighty types would love to dump 4,000 cigarette butts on my lawn. I encourage you to do so. Pu$$ies.
poopshovel wrote: Do you really think it makes a berkeleying mouse turd of a difference whether a cigarette butt rots away in a landfill or a parking lot?
I'd rather not look at a landfill when I:
take a walk in a park
walk barefoot in the grass
am enjoying the nice view from the top of a mountain
or really, if I'm anywhere other than a landfill.
Put your butts in the landfill where they belong instead of making everywhere look like a landfill.
I don't want to dump butts on your lawn. I want you to struggle with me for four hours to get to the top of a mountain, only to find that some shiny happy person has left a pile of cigarette butts up there to look at. Then you can tell me where they belong.
Nothing personal you understand :)
Never did that either. I'm talking median, not jack's river falls. And the only spot I put my butt is in a chair.
On a separate note... I'd find it very hard to believe if even one person here can honestly say they have never littered.
I have littered and I have picked litter up... with these
No more bending over to get those damn butts out of the grass, yet strong enough to pick up a 40oz. Even an unreformed heathen's gotta love that.
poopshovel wrote:TRoglodyte wrote: Nothing worse than a reformed heathen fer perspective.I resemble that remark. I also love the 'they littered, so I set their car on fire" camp. By that logic, I should shoot your stupid berkeleying dog if it E36 M3s in my yard. Do you really think it makes a berkeleying mouse turd of a difference whether a cigarette butt rots away in a landfill or a parking lot? I'm sure all you guys stir the compost pile every day and don't use plastic products (rolleyes.) That said, it is kind of a dick-move to flick your butt out the window. THAT said, the FLICK part is critical. Mine always went in the median, and NE-VER went out the window if a bike was behind me. Yes, I'm aware that I'm a dick. In 200,000 miles and at least 4,000 smokes, I never set the median on fire, and never hit anyone's car or person. I know you high & mighty types would love to dump 4,000 cigarette butts on my lawn. I encourage you to do so. Pu$$ies.
+1 Don't tailgate, you won't get hit
peter wrote: I want you to struggle with me for four hours to get to the top of a mountain, only to find that some shiny happy person has left a pile of cigarette butts up there to look at. Then you can tell me where they belong.
Pfft, like smokers go mountain climbing.
I don't care about cigarette butts, they're no big deal. I'm tired of berkeleying cans, fast food bags and bottles being thrown on my yard.
We are almost exactly one 40oz away from the quickie mart and one chicken biscuit away from the Hardees
Nobody is forcing you to smoke, so why should you be allowed to force people not to? As far as spit goes, it's no different than the various fluids dribbled everywhere by random E36 M3box cars.
Actually the smoker nearby IS FORCING ME TO SMOKE! Not only does it stink and ruin the enjoyment of whatever I happen to be doing but he's doing actual harm to my body.
As far as spit goes, you obviously have not had the pleasure of looking into or accidentally spilling one of their spit cans in your lap.
Spit is so much nastier than the fluids that drip from my cars, what do you do in yours?
It doesn't help that I am writing this as I get back from a night of music on the patio where the smokers stand upwind, just across the low wall and smoke. Like the smoke won't come across the surrounding wall.
When asked to please move they said they were outside and there was no way their smoke could be bothering someone.
My clothes stink, my nose is runny, I have a headache, I probably won't get my nose unstopped until about morning and all I can smell is smoke. It's as if it coated the whole inside of my nasal passages.
Really ruined what otherwise would have been an extremely pleasant evening.
When I go out to my car in the morning it too will smell like smoke from the outgassing of my clothes.
carguy123 wrote:Nobody is forcing you to smoke, so why should you be allowed to force people not to? As far as spit goes, it's no different than the various fluids dribbled everywhere by random E36 M3box cars.Actually the smoker nearby IS FORCING ME TO SMOKE! Not only does it stink and ruin the enjoyment of whatever I happen to be doing but he's doing actual harm to my body. As far as spit goes, you obviously have not had the pleasure of looking into or accidentally spilling one of their spit cans in your lap.
Stuff like this always reminds me of one time in HS. My friend Dan would chew(and drink, and...) on the bus. He had an empty soda can to spit in. One day this one girl just went right up to him, claimed how thirsty she was as she was as she grabed the spit can from him and took a huge gulp. How she managed to not puke, but I have no idea, but she did turn several shades of green.
local parts store tonight clerk was looking up parts on computer, thought he was swiggin' a Pepsi but he was spitting da juice in the 12 oz bottle, over half fulla tobacco spit... gee, thnx for sharin' that dude 
Chaw spit bottles might be the lowest common denominator.
berkeleying gross. I challenge you to prove otherwise.
We had a meeting at work last week that started with "If we keep finding "Chewing Tobacco Spitting Cups" all over the place, we're going to have to only allow it outside, and on breaks like smoking." The offending chewers then went outside on their break to complain about management over a smoke.
Of course, for some of them, using spitters at all is an improvement. All of the grinders and buffers in the shop are connected to a downdraft ventilation system, and for some time the chewers thought they had a foolproof plan by placing their faces by the (generally rotating) wheels and spitting into the ducts. As it turns out, management was watching, and the ducts must be disassembled periodically for cleaning. Bet you can't guess which guys got that job !
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