How to know when you've left your Gi in your car far too long...
I found this one over on Budoseek...they got some more good ones there too.
- You and your passengers suffer from a rare form of "inhalation ringworm"
- A cop pulls you over for speeding, smells the car and asks "Ok, Hannibal where' the body?".
- The vermin who originally infested your car to eat the scraps of pizza you drop have all died from exposure to your gi.
- A carjacker forces you out of your car at gunpoint, gets in, drives 10 yards, gets out, and yells "Sheez man, where's you sense of decency!?"
- Your dog, unlike most dogs who love a car ride, braces his paws against the sides of your car to avoid being forced inside.
- You are driving on a lonely country road at night and pick up a hitchiker. He expains that he has been waiting in the rain for a ride for 5 hours and he needs to get to the hospital were his wife is having a baby. Upon smelling your gi he dives out the window at 60mph and takes off running through a field.
- A fly finds it's way into your car and instantly dies.
- You are able to mold your gi like a Gumby figure so it looks like a passenger so you can drive in the car pool lane.
- You have a pet name for the ringworm on the sleeve of your gi and often talk with it about your hopes and dreams as you drive down the freeway.
- The FBI seizes your vehicle on suspision of being a "Bio-terrorism" weapon.
- You look in your rear-view mirror and now see 3 gi's... your gi is somehow reproducing!
- The interior of your car smells like a member of the Al Qaeda terrorist network.
- You are afraid to park your car in direct sunlight because the windshield-magnifying-glass effect might cause instantaneous combustion of the volatile gases inside the passenger compartment.
- That half a hamburger you left on the seat the night before is gone in the morning.
- The next morning your gi has moved from the back seat into the front seat.
- Then the kid from The Sixth Sense gets in your car and says "I smell dead people!".
- Riding in your car gives your great-grandfather flashbacks of being mustard gassed in WWI
- The Four Horsemen of the Apocolypse show up at your house with baseball bats demanding to see your union card.
I found this one over on Budoseek...they got some more good ones there too.
