Real Men...
The daughter of a friend of mine was dating, but unable to find the man of her dreams. If you met her you’d think something was wrong. She is stunning in appearance, and the guys must be lined up 10 deep to pursue her as a love interest. There was a problem. She couldn’t find a man who wanted to be the man in the relationship. They all wanted to be the woman. You know, sensitive, worrying about your needs etc.
Well, that’s not a problem in my relationship with Deana. We just passed our 19th anniversary, and baby, she’s got a man, and I have the evidence to prove it. Okay, don’t panic, I’m going in a different direction. On Monday I was in class till 5:00 and Dee had to pick me up and get across the city quickly to start jockeying all of our kids to their respective activities by 5:45. Traffic was backed up for miles in all directions so being the man, I found an alternate route. Dee was driving. Now, the map showed that Brady Rd. runs off of the main artery and right out to another thoroughfare we travel to avoid all of the congestion. The funny thing is…no one was taking Brady. Foolish mortals, on to Brady we go. It’s deceiving because there’s about 300 metres of road then it turns into hard packed dirt road…No Problem. Dee, keep driving. This comes out exactly where we want to be. Who knows why 5,000 cars are on the other road, and we’re the only vehicle on this road.
Well, someone knew. Brady took a nice little jog, but ahead of us, about 100 metres, the road turned awfully dark. Well, at 60 km/hr. you don’t have time to really think before you hit the 1ft. deep mudbog that ran for about a kilometer. Dee drove like she’s been watching the speed channel for the past 5 years, avoiding the ditch, but maintaining constant speed on the accelerator and steering left and right into the direction of each and every slide the van made. Here’s a little known fact they don’t print on the driver’s manual for the new Chevy Uplander: Don’t drive your van through a foot deep mudbog. Seriously, it’s not in there because I checked. Well, we made it home with 15 minutes to spare although I’ll have to hose the pile of muck that’s on our driveway.
There is inconclusive proof: Only a man could have pulled off such a stunt. I mean, Deana’s driving might suggest a strong male tendency, but my advice takes the cake.
cheers,
rZ
Well, that’s not a problem in my relationship with Deana. We just passed our 19th anniversary, and baby, she’s got a man, and I have the evidence to prove it. Okay, don’t panic, I’m going in a different direction. On Monday I was in class till 5:00 and Dee had to pick me up and get across the city quickly to start jockeying all of our kids to their respective activities by 5:45. Traffic was backed up for miles in all directions so being the man, I found an alternate route. Dee was driving. Now, the map showed that Brady Rd. runs off of the main artery and right out to another thoroughfare we travel to avoid all of the congestion. The funny thing is…no one was taking Brady. Foolish mortals, on to Brady we go. It’s deceiving because there’s about 300 metres of road then it turns into hard packed dirt road…No Problem. Dee, keep driving. This comes out exactly where we want to be. Who knows why 5,000 cars are on the other road, and we’re the only vehicle on this road.
Well, someone knew. Brady took a nice little jog, but ahead of us, about 100 metres, the road turned awfully dark. Well, at 60 km/hr. you don’t have time to really think before you hit the 1ft. deep mudbog that ran for about a kilometer. Dee drove like she’s been watching the speed channel for the past 5 years, avoiding the ditch, but maintaining constant speed on the accelerator and steering left and right into the direction of each and every slide the van made. Here’s a little known fact they don’t print on the driver’s manual for the new Chevy Uplander: Don’t drive your van through a foot deep mudbog. Seriously, it’s not in there because I checked. Well, we made it home with 15 minutes to spare although I’ll have to hose the pile of muck that’s on our driveway.
There is inconclusive proof: Only a man could have pulled off such a stunt. I mean, Deana’s driving might suggest a strong male tendency, but my advice takes the cake.
cheers,
rZ
2 Comments:
Hey I was hoping there would be a picture of the vehicle with the mud on it at least :( oh well, maybe next time right. Sounds like fun though...and 15 minutes to spare...coool.
ooops that was me...forgot to leave my name...sharon d...from the Cariboo
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