Thursday, September 27, 2007

Fred Flintstone Has a Flat Tire

Ever since I can remember, my Dad has been teased that he looks like Fred Flinstone. Well today, on the way to a work trip in Corpus Christi...I'm sure he wished he had been using his feet to push the car. Apparantly, the median..."came out of no where," and we had not just a flat tire... but a "blow out." Although, we didn't end up finishing the trip, the fotos are gonna make me laugh for awhile. Peep a few.


Yabba Dabba Don't.


Dad, humoring me, while I pounce at the opportunity to never let him forget this moment for the rest of his life.


Had to get a close up. Its pretty scary when you look at it closely...a lot worse could have happened.


I reaallly didn't think I was gonna get this shot, because I thought he was going to notice me creeping up to the side window. But look at this...he's on his cell...while the car is jacked up and getting fixed. I'm sure this was a "really important call."

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