YSaC, Vol. 1129: Road trip!
2011 November 24
Looking for a Ride to Germany
Hey Folks,
My friend Emma is studying abroad in Germany, and I’d like to see her over Thanksgiving break, so if you’re heading that way, please give me a rang (xxx-xxx-xxxx). I don’t smoke, I enjoy most music, and I can help with the driving (or co-piloting).
Thanks for looking to carpool,
Henry
The news says that at least 42 million people will be traveling for Thanksgiving this year. Someone must be driving to Germany, right?
Drive safely, and have a happy holiday!
Thanks to Cactus Sally for the submission!
And I thought that getting to the other side of Virginia was tough. Maybe Henry can hitch a ride from one of these people.
How do you expect me to know it’s a joke if you don’t use a sarcastic smiley?
So the Siberian Land Bridge is operational again? Cool. I’m going to go see a gulag.
You can ask Sarah Palin for directions.
We do the weird stuff …
So they say…
Driving through the Atlantic ocean: a whole new meaning to “carpool”
They need to dig a shaft under the ocean to drive through, then they would have a carpool tunnel…
They should make an underground bubble-shaped brothel/casino complex somewhere in the middle. It would be the Carpool Tunnel Sin Dome.
Wow, I didn’t think that joke could get worse, nice job!
Thanks. It was definitely a hard on to make worse.
Carpool tunnel is no laughing matter. My friend had it, and he couldn’t drive me anywhere for months.
You suffer so, D. 8)
Google Maps was no help, but I have a feeling that Sparky Henry should have started hitchhiking last week.
No problem, I’ll drive to germany tomorrow.
Just wait for me at 8 am in front of the trainstation in Basel Switzerland.
Can you drive a stick shift? You don’t have to it’s only a half hour drive, but you can if you want.
Sqeee! It’s Grrr! I have houseshoes that look like your avatar! I love his show. 🙂
*Warming up my Mercedes Titanic SLK*
Hop in Henry, know anything about icebergs?
They have virtually no flavor or nutritional value. Romaines are better all around. So are bacons.
I don’t know how he expects to get past Codfish Bay. Those starfish charge an arm and leg to cross.
Well, Germany, Texas is only about 150 miles away. But, I’m pretty sure that Hank’s friend Emma has been spotted, if she’s been eyeballing the local distaff.
It’s not the sort of thing they cotton to, over to Houston County. Well, maybe in one of those fleshpot towns like Belott or Grapeland . . .
Anybody else get the impression Sparky just couldn’t take a hint?
Emma: No, for the hundredth time, you can’t see me this weekend. Because… because I’m studying! Abroad! In… Germany! Yeah, it’s *really* far away. Like, ten hours drive! Yeah. Or something. Please just stop calling me, ok?
Sparky: She must really like me – she said please instead of just throwing her shoe at me!!!!! Totes in…
Shit. I really like this girl, but there’s no freakin’ way I can drive 10 hours straight. If only there was a place I could find somebody to help me. Wait, what’s that website where mom got her collection of dead birds, again?
At 60 mph, you should be able to drive there in a few days, but gas stations are hard to find along part of the route.
Nah, just fill up at one of the oil platforms off Newfoundland (refining the stuff can’t be that hard, right? Maybe Sparky can work on that while his new friend drives), and bring a few extra gas cans to be on the safe side. Kein Problem!
Anyone see the Muppet Movie yet? They could totally travel by map.
Sparky needs to make like Indiana Jones and travel by red line.
*peers into the box*
Oh, hi monkey! Hi D=DM! Looks like you had a good time in here. (Clean-up crew to box, STAT!) Punchity Punch Punch!
Guten Morgen, Fernuniversität Hagen!
What? No “Humanity Is Doomed” tag?