
For example, my wife and I drove to the gym the other day. All of the parking spaces were taken, and some were even taken by those godless sons of bitches who park directly on the divider line, taking up two spaces at once and inviting absolutely everyone in the nearby vicinity to key their car so hard it scratches the engine. (Seriously, if you park like this, you are going to burn in a very special corner of hell where your every waking minute is spent fellating a peacock-headed demon named Andrealphus, who squawks with joy each time your mouth is filled with his scorching hot bird flu ejaculate.)
Aaaaaanyway, we drove around back and started looking for a space to park on the street. It was packed and things were looking grim. We crept slowly forward, scanning from side to side, and as we were about to pass the last couple spots, my wife said to me:
“Ok, make a long neck!”*
*From the German expression, “Mach einen langen Hals,” which, in terms of looking for a parking spot, is quite a bit nicer than our English expression, “Keep your eyes peeled.” (I mean, c’mon, “peeled?” As in, “skin your own eyeballs?” …Eww, dude.)

I moved to Düsseldorf in January, and decided that maybe I’ll make it after all when I found myself parking half in a too small spot and half in some “landscaping”. Without shame. I almost took a picture I saw so proud. As far as I can tell us that the only parking rule in Düsseldorf is you may never block a garage.
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Nice! Go nuts, my friend!
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“scorching hot bird flu ejaculate”
Dude, you’re killing me!
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Yeah, that line was pretty gross, but I’m glad as hell you liked it!
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