It was over when she farted - there's a car for that
Of the few websites I have in my RSS feeds for entertainment is, It Was Over When, all about how couples didn’t come to be. From yesterday:
It was over when she farted at the dinner table and kept on eating like nothing happened.
—WarDog
Aftermath: It ended the next day after I confronted her about the act. She tried to blame it on my dog.
The Japanese carmaker Mitsubishi has smelled the glove and introduced a new interior package it calls cocochi, in which the upholstery in the PX-Miev incorporates an anti-allergen coating that Mitsubishi says breaks down offensive odours and volatile organic compounds as well as deactivating allergens such as ticks and pollen.
And if fighting farts isn't enough, each of the PX-Miev's four seats is air-conditioned to ensure any remaining odours are quickly distributed and dispelled.
The PX-Miev's obsession with smell doesn't end there. The air-conditioning system pumps out aroma molecules as well as negative-ion and enriched oxygen to reduce fatigue and enhance comfort.
Swedish court rules that diarrhea no excuse for speeding
A court in Trelleborg, Sweden, has ruled that a woman's diarrhea was not a sufficient reason for her to break the posted speed limit while driving.
The district court rejected the 49-year-old woman's argument that she was forced to drive 53 mph in a 43 mph zone because of her digestive issues, Swedish news agency TT reported Thursday.
The court said the speed limit can only be broken in cases of emergency, which it defined as a danger to someone's life or to prevent a serious crime.
The woman was ordered to pay her speeding ticket.
Clean the damn car once in a while and stop leaving food on the dashboard
I drove a Nissan Quest for about 8 years. Put on a lot of miles driving to Florida, saw a lot of vomit with four kids.
So for 6 a.m. hockey practices – and I was often the coach so I and whatever lucky kid was on that specific team had to be there at 5:30 or something stupid – I would often microwave an egg or two, slap it between some bread and away we’d go. I even sometimes put it on the dashboard.
Apparently I wasn’t alone. A poll by insurance.co.uk of 1376 car owners found that British motorists spend more than three years of their lives behind the wheel and over a quarter eat en route every week.
The poll also (...) revealed some startling hygiene calamities some drivers have faced.
Some motorist admitted finding dead mice, dog poo, fishing maggots, a three-year-old sandwich, a joint of beef, a partner's [or] ex's knickers, a used condom, child's vomit in a door pocket, and mushrooms growing in the floor.
My van wasn’t that bad.
