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DWF: Driving While Feeding

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Fuzzy

Just a dirty old man
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Getting the hint from Brandi, this thread is about the activities of eating and feeding behind the wheel of a moving vehicle.. what's best to get.. what not to get, and your experiences of trying to manuver a car while stuffing your face.

For example:

At the turn of the century, McDonalds was pushing their Big Mac product, offering 99c deals for those twoallbeefpattiesspecialsaucelettucecheesepicklesonionsonasesameseedbun! and it seemed that I would always have one (of several) in my hand as I tried to drive.

On one particular afternoon, as I raced homeward in my Mustang, I attempted to chow down on an especially hot and wonderful smelling Big mac. I placed the sandwich in the upper half of the cardstock carton, one handed of course, oriented so I could lift the carton up and take bites without getting shredded lettuce shrapnel all over me. Smeared special sauce on my face would just be a given.

After devouring half of the burger, my attention was focused on realigning the sandwich so I could get another delicious bite. I was driving in the right lane of a five lane highway, at about 60mph, approaching a gentle turn to the left. In front of me, was a slower moving white Nissan pickup.

I signalled left, and pulled into the left lane.. steering of course with one hand. The pickup, also changed lanes (without signalling) to pull ahead of me again.

Again, I changed lanes, without braking into the center left turn lane, my Big Mac firmly grasped in my right hand. The pickup, following the laws laid down Mr. Murphy himself, pulled in front of me again, hitting his brakes.

I tried to swerve and miss, but the nose of my Mustang caught the driver's side rear of the truck and pushed it in.. creasing the metal all the way up and past the driver's door as I brought the car to a screeching, skidding halt....

As the dust cleared, I glanced at the squished, dripping, oozing remains of that Big Mac in my clentched fist.

***​

Nevertheless, I continue to buy burgers to eat in the car.
 

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