Handicapped Parking

I couldn't remember the type of car.

It was a fucking ALLIANCE. French made piece of shit, ran forever, made us all miserable until mom switched to a Ford Escort (the only thing that could possibly be worse, rode in the back of that many miles, imagine the fun. It's like being dragged along behind a really fast horse over rocky ground in a tin can) and then to GEOS for years and years.

Geos. After the birth of one of my children I had to actually take the car seat I had just purchased back to the store to exchange it because there was no way to get it into the car. Not even through the hatchback.

What do you drive now...? I'm guessing something big..:lol:
 
Buick, 4 doors, air conditioning (think Frigidaire) and bench seats, CLOTH upholstery. I don't give a crap if it gets pen marks all over it and Black Cow chocolate covered caramel candy melted into it. Seats 6 easily, 8 if you use seat belts illegally or not at at all. I can get 3 carseats in the back, if the middle one faces backwards.

Next step...mondo huge crew cab step up.

Fuck bucket seats, plastic upholstery and 55 mpg. I'm perfectly happy staying in a 30 mile radius of home.
 
FYI: I actually saw a rebuilt Ford Pinto on the road Sunday. (I wonder if they fixed the exploding gas tank issue?). The only thing that would be stranger would be to see a Pacer zipping along.
 
I hate handicapped parking; over here in WA we have so many handicapped parking spots you would think WW1 just ended.

You can never find a normal spot but there are all these empty handicapped spots all over the place. 13 in a row at our local shopping center.

In the building I work in we have 10 handicapped spots and one handicapped worker in the building (one who has been diagnosed, about half the building is mentally handicapped) and no where near enough regular parking spaces.

Handicapped people always claim they want to be treated equally, OK then roll, wobble, or limp your ass down the parking lot like the rest of us.

There should only be one space for the most tragic cases, I am talking really tragic, like people who are just a head with no body or something like that.
 
I hate handicapped parking; over here in WA we have so many handicapped parking spots you would think WW1 just ended.

You can never find a normal spot but there are all these empty handicapped spots all over the place. 13 in a row at our local shopping center.

In the building I work in we have 10 handicapped spots and one handicapped worker in the building (one who has been diagnosed, about half the building is mentally handicapped) and no where near enough regular parking spaces.

Handicapped people always claim they want to be treated equally, OK then roll, wobble, or limp your ass down the parking lot like the rest of us.

There should only be one space for the most tragic cases, I am talking really tragic, like people who are just a head with no body or something like that.

:rofl:..you better cut this crap out.. your killing me with laughter...:lol:
 
I can barely walk. So I finally got a handicapped placard. And when I go to Wal Mart you better believe I use the carts. I have a cane which hardly helps. But the only time I can find a handicapped space is like 3 in the morning.

I to find it a problem when the big ass pickup truck pulls into a handicapped space, 40 feet off the ground and the seemingly perfectly healthy fellow climbs out and jumps to the pavement and waltzes into the store.

He to is probably using his MOMS handicapped sticker and taking a spot a REAL handicapped person needs. Anyone doing that should be arrested and fined.
 
Gunny, my question is not my usual sarcastic idiot one, if you sustained your injury serving the USA, democracy, freedom, I would gladly make way for you any day.

You earned it, and I owe you.
 
Gunny, my question is not my usual sarcastic idiot one, if you sustained your injury serving the USA, democracy, freedom, I would gladly make way for you any day.

You earned it, and I owe you.

So how would you know when a disabled vet would show up and need the handicapped space someone else (you?) took?
 
So how would you know when a disabled vet would show up and need the handicapped space someone else (you?) took?


I never wrote I took one, (I take the parents pram spaces, any rabbit can breed, I do) I wrote I hate the excess of them, especially when they sit there empty.

Still, a good point, or question.

If you are a fat fuck who ate their way to diabetic disability should you get the same spot a brave soilder who was injured fighting for our freedom should get?

Sorry ice cream warriors of the world, no spot in Frogen world. That spot goes to a real warrior.

If you are a veteran who is disabled due to war, have my spot, the best spot, any spot.
 
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I am an extraordinary, fit, good looking drunk. (Genes people, I can't tell you enough about genes.)

Should my liver fail would it be just if I pull a Larry Hagman and get a liver transplant before some poor kid who has liver cancer? (Even if that kid was a drunk like Drew Barrymore?)

Fuck no.
 
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I think freightliner is now making the electric carts at Wally World.
The old models did not have a high enough axle load rating.
 
Tsk tsk, just because they can run doesn't mean they don't have a disability.

Having set you straight on that score.....

I love driving my mom's car. It has a disabled sticker. WOO FUCKING HOO! I particularly enjoyed it when packing tiny kids around, and navigating parking lots on foot was a death-defying feat with the little spastic tykes.

oh that's admirable of you, then when the really handicapped person needs it, it's already taken.. bravo! :clap2:
 
Handicapped parking is a good idea gone bad.
Go to the mall and look at 40 available handicapped spaces with only two being used

Go to a convenience store with only eight avalable spaces and two required to be set aside for the handicapped.
 
I watched a couple last week who pulled from a drive-through window straight to the single handicap spot in an otherwise almost-empty parking lot. They ate their shit and then drove away without leaving the car - even to dump their trash. The two of them COMPLETELY filled the front of a rusted out Geo Metro. They had to place their food on the dash because there wasn't enough room between their torso's and the dash to make use of their laps. I'm convinced that they qualified for their handicap plates because of a combined IQ below 90.

But while we're talking about low IQ's and handicap parking, let's talk about my favorite in-law for a minute. That heifer drops into one of those electric carts every time she walks into a store, but she'll stroll for hours without complaint inside stores that don't have them.

She has some kind of racket going with someone for handicap hang-tags too, because she always has them although she has no diagnosed handicap. She'll scoop up the last handicap spot in a heartbeat without a second thought for someone who might be legitimately disabled.

What really hacks me off is when in her company, if I'm running an errand she will without fail tell me that I can use her handicap parking tag to save time. I decline EVERY TIME - even explaining to her that I'd rather leave the handicap spots for someone who needs them - but she always shakes her head and acts like I just don't get it.

She's a complete waste of space. In fact, if I were a proponent of man-made global warming and it's eugenics implications, I'd recommend making her a poster child. And in all sincerity, if they did hand out handicap tags for mental disabilities or intellectual depravity, I'd expect her to be one of the first recipients.
 
Handicapped parking is a good idea gone bad.
Go to the mall and look at 40 available handicapped spaces with only two being used

Go to a convenience store with only eight avalable spaces and two required to be set aside for the handicapped.

It's pleasant that at times we can agree..
 
Tsk tsk, just because they can run doesn't mean they don't have a disability.

Having set you straight on that score.....

I love driving my mom's car. It has a disabled sticker. WOO FUCKING HOO! I particularly enjoyed it when packing tiny kids around, and navigating parking lots on foot was a death-defying feat with the little spastic tykes.

oh that's admirable of you, then when the really handicapped person needs it, it's already taken.. bravo! :clap2:

Thank you. Remember that the next time you have a baby and a toddler who likes to race away from you and your foot is in a brace, and you can either use one of 500 disabled parking spaces near the front of Walmart, or park a mile away and try to navigate without your kid getting splatted or backed over.
 
Gunny, my question is not my usual sarcastic idiot one, if you sustained your injury serving the USA, democracy, freedom, I would gladly make way for you any day.

You earned it, and I owe you.

Never saw combat. I was a technician. Well sort of. I spent most of my 16 years as a leader. Section head, Maintenance chief, Maintenance officer, Company Gunny.
 
Gunny, my question is not my usual sarcastic idiot one, if you sustained your injury serving the USA, democracy, freedom, I would gladly make way for you any day.

You earned it, and I owe you.

Never saw combat. I was a technician. Well sort of. I spent most of my 16 years as a leader. Section head, Maintenance chief, Maintenance officer, Company Gunny.

:salute: Thank you
 

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