So, I almost got my [email protected] kicked last night. Or rather dude tryed untill he saw that I out weighed him by like 150lbs. Anyway my wife and I were walking down the isle going to the redneck holiday (walmant, I am a true redneck! Don't be ofended). My wife tells me to "grab" a shopping cart. Being to big ol'kid that I am, I grab ahold of this honda, that has a wing thats about eye level with my 6'2 dumb [email protected] He is just ideling along so I start skipping holding on the the wing. Turn to my wife and scream, "Hey look sweetie I have always wanted a riced out shopping cart"! "DotaDo" laughing my [email protected] off the whole way. Any way dude slams his car in to park jumps out, he looked 12, 100lbs soaking wet with bricks in his pockets. He looks at me (mind you I am still holding on to this hugely disperportioned wing) says, "Thats not cool man" gets in his car and speeds away. PURRRRRPOP, PURRRRRPOP. My wife and I fell out. She dosen't hate ricers just the ones that sound like lawn mowers. She's a american muscle girl at heart. Thats my story, if you ever see me post "shopping carts away" This is what I refer to.