poems I hate tires July 2, 2013July 2, 2013by heather anne Stranded on roadside Problem: cursed with a flat tire Answer: hovercars Share this:Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window)Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window)Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading...
25 thoughts on “I hate tires”
Haha. Hover cars, yes. Also, If I knew where you are, I’d fix your flat and save your number.
It would be much appreciated I assure you. 🙂
That’s a way better solution than mine.
For sure! Fly me to the moon
The Fifth Element moment I am waiting for, yes!
I was promised a hovercar when I was a kid, by TV. Hovercar AND a jetpack. They’re 13 years late.
Id just open a bottle of beer.
If the owl’s payin’, I’m in!
Hahaha – the perfect time for haiku therapy.
It really works!
no kind soul to assist the stranded lady? …what has happened to old fashioned chivalry?… sigh……
Actually over the course of the hour that I was out there, one man did stop and offer to help me ( although i had already called roadside assistance). But, chivalry lives!!
Reblogged this on John Looks Out On Life and commented:
left right forward stop
what will we do when we add
up down and hover
Great haiku and use of a terrible moment.
Thanks Jon 🙂 Haikus have an amazing power to make the terrible moments in life a little brighter.
I love how you took a frustrating and scary moment and made it humorous. It’s definitely funny… but it’s also thought provoking.
thank you! That’s a great compliment.
Surprised you didn’t have a line of 15 men wanting to help.
If only! That would have made my life a little easier.