Inkem binkem notamus rex, protect us all from the man with the hex.

Decades ago I drove a VW Rabbit Diesel with a half-blown engine. Back in those days, Diesel cars were exempt from emissions testing.

I would pull into the inspection station in that clattering smoking mess, they’d slap on a sticker, and I’d be in and out in no time.

The gasoline car drivers would all be looking at me and scowling, like “fuck that” written all over their faces.

Tombstones right outside my hotel room window. ⚰️

Things like that don’t bother me a bit. If the weather was good, I could sleep contentedly IN the graveyard.