3208. “So what, I touched his car,” I had no recollection of having touched the car but apparently I had.
For what came next Jason had to stop walking, turn to me and address me
in a formal manor. “Never, for any reason, ever touch a man’s
customized car,” He said in a very serious tone.
At first I didn’t understand what he was talking about, but it dawned
on me that I had broken a cardinal rule of the idiot car world, and this
realization pushed me over the edge.
3211. I said, “You know Jason, cars are completely idiotic, and customized cars are only created by people who have serious mental problems.” But I didn’t stop there, but I started to give him a lecture about the stupidity of cars and their drivers. I said, “Look at Route Five, Jason, you know what that is? It was a dirt path from here to Syracuse created for horses and oxen.