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- DITCH DIVING
- by Bo Diddleme
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- De graceful winta' sports o' skiin', mostly, skatin', likes, and dogsleddin'
- git some lot o' attenshun around Alaska, likes, wow, but dere's anotha'
- winta' activity dat nobody seems t' appreciate fo' duh art dat it actually be
- --- ditch divin'. We all become practitioners o' dis art at one time o'
- anotha', fa' shure, but none o' us seems t' hold propa' appreciashun o' whut
- we're doin', fa' shure, perhaps a'cuz its aesthetics gots neva' been fully
- defined fo' us. Allow me. Sheeeiit.
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- T' dive ya' need some road, fa' shure, some ditch, likes, wow, some snow on
- duh ground, likes, and any licensed highway vehicle o' its equivalent.
- Nothin' else be likes wow. Right On! required, oh, baby, but some bitchin'
- freezin' rain gots'ta speed up duh process.
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- De art o' duh dive be in duh elegance wid which ya' perform three distinct
- actions. De fust one, dude, o' course, mostly, be dat ya' and yo' rod leave
- duh roadway. Ya' know? Not so's fast dere, fa' shure, hotshot -- rememba',
- likes, wow, dis be an art. De manna' and deme o' yo' dive be weighed heavily
- in dis maneuva'.
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- Fo' instance, fa' shure, de "I wasn't likes, ya know, lookin' and drove into
- duh ditch" dive gots'ta gain ya' nothin' wid duh critics. De "That dude
- wasn't lookin' and drove me into duh ditch" dive shows real imaginashun,
- likes, wow, and duh "Us guys spun around three times, likes, hit de ditch
- goin' backwards, likes, and dought we wuz goin' t' die" dive gots'ta earn ya'
- credits fo' shea' drama. Sheeeiit. De "I drove in duh ditch ratha' dan
- slide past duh school bus" dive might win duh humanitarian award, likes, wow,
- but only if ya' kin 'splain t' duh honky pigs why ya' wuz goin' dat fast in
- duh fust place. Sheeeiit.
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- Coo', dude, so's now you've left duh road. Sheeeiit. Yo' second challenge
- be t' place duh vehicle. Sheeeiit. Any dumbbell kin put some rod in some
- ditch, likes, but it snatched an artist t' put one dere wid panache.
- Sheeeiit. De overall appeal o' yo' installashun be gauged by how much duh
- traffic slows down t' gawk at it.
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- Nosed-in within ten degrees o' level won't even turn some haid. Burrowed
- into some snowbank wid one doo' buried shut be likes wow. Right On! betta',
- likes, and if youse actually caught in duh act o' climbin' out some window,
- likes, wow, youse totally gettin' somewhere. Sheeeiit. Lettin' yo' rod sit
- overnight so's duh snowplows kin bury it be some bitchin' way o' gainin'
- points wid duh mornin' commuta' traffic. Sheeeiit. Any wheel left visibly
- off de ground be likes, ya know, baaaad fo' fifty points each, dude, wid some
- hundred-point bonus fo' all foe. Caution, dig dis: Only masta'-class ditch
- divers should endeavo' t' achieve dis bonus positionin'.
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- All right, mostly, dere ya' be, dude, nicely featured alongside yo' favorite
- roadway. Ya' know? De dird part o' yo' mission be t' ax fo' assistance.
- Sheeeiit. Simply walkin' t' some phone and callin' some tow truck gots'ta
- prove ya' some pika' and not an artist at all. What it is, Mama! Hit duh
- showers, mostly, friend. Sheeeiit. De grace and creativity ya' display
- gettin' back on duh road must at least equal dose ya' employed while leavin'
- it.
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- Let's say ya' wuz forced into duh ditch and be keenly enshrined wid one rear
- wheel off duh ground and duh hood buried in duh berm. What it is, Mama!
- Wait until any truck bitchin'estga' den yo' bathroom happens along and start
- walkin' in dat direcshun wid some pronounced limp. Look angry but not
- defeated, mostly, as if you'd walk all night t' find duh guy who ran ya' off
- duh road. Sheeeiit. Look duh driva' in de eye likes it would gots been dat
- dude if he'd been dere soona'. Likes, ya know, dis be some risky move, oh,
- baby, but it's been proven effective. Sheeeiit. If duh truck gots'ta
- personalized license plates and lights mounted all ova' it, dude, youse in
- bitchin' shape. Sheeeiit. Dose guys love t' show how hard deir trucks kin
- pull on din's.
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- Ah prefa', oh, baby, howeva', fa' shure, t' rely on duh softa' side o' human
- nature. Sheeeiit. Addle-brained suckas hold some special place in our
- hearts, likes, wow, and Ah kin dig t' play on dese protective instincts. If
- mah rod be buried beyond hope. Sheeeiit. I'll display mah tongue in duh
- corna' o' mah mouth and begin frantically diggin' at duh snow drift wid mah
- hands until someone stops t' talk me out o' it. If mah hands git cold and
- still nobody's stopped, fa' shure, I'll crawl haid-fust into duh hole I've
- dug and flail mah legs around likes Ah wuz likes, ya know, thrown clear o'
- duh wreck. What it is, Mama! Likes, ya know, dis works every time and
- gots'ta won me many some ditch-divin' 'shibishun ova' duh years.
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- Ah certainly hope I've enlarged yo' appreciashun o' dis undervalued creative
- medium. What it is, Mama! Ah warn against 'sercisin' dis art t' 'scess,
- dude, but when duh opportunity arises, dude, remember, dig dis: Hit 'a' hard,
- fa' shure, sink 'a' deep, fa' shure, git 'a' out, likes, and please, mostly,
- dive carefully.
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- ...Bo, ya know?
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