Ah, So That’s How French Fries Are Really Made: COTD

One of the wonderful quirks of the Internet is that it’s a perfect delivery vehicle for news of totally silly events. If you’re having a bad day, week, month, or year, just tune in to fun news, laugh a little, and enjoy yourself. Our readers make a story even more amusing with their comments.

Brian wrote about how a guy driving a flaming sweet potato truck drove it straight to the firehouse. Sid Bridge:

I guess the driver was a little confused since hot potatoes are the ones you pass away really quickly, whereas sweet potatoes are the ones you typically present as french fries for hipsters.

Easy mistake.

The Stig’s Misanthropic Cousin:

I’m skeptical of the driver’s story. Yes, driving a flaming truck to a fire station is boneheaded. But it seems less boneheaded than admitting you drove a flaming truck several miles because you kept seeing a fire in your rearview mirrors and wanted to get away from it.

Freddy Bartholomew:

Love me some fire-roasted sweet potatoes!

The truck driver was just being polite. He didn’t want to trouble the fire department.

Matt wrote a Morning Dump about the fall of some EV registrations and gas prices. TheDrunkenWrench:

All of this started because I decided to buy an Excursion to replace my Sorento. So, sorry everyone.

Finally, Kevin Rhodes tells a story in Jason’s Cold Start that’ll make you appreciate modern safety advances:

Back in the day before doors with “kiddy locks” (and seat belt usage) were a thing, people actually LIKED 2-door cars for hauling sprogs around in. The kiddos were never strapped in, so were roaming free, and thus could easily open a door and remove themselves from the gene pool. And because kids were just tossed back there, there was no concern about ease of access to buckle the little dumplings into giant safety capsules.

I had neighbors back then whose 5yo kid did exactly that. Opened the back door of the family truckster and fell out. The parents were deaf and so had no idea for a while that kiddo was missing! Thankfully, she survived as the car was only going 25mph or so down our street. I was in Jr High when that happened, so probably circa 1981.

It’s one of the reasons “personal luxury coupes” were such humongous sellers in the US back in the day. Nobody cared about how easy it was to get kids in and out of them. My parents certain did not give a single thought to my or my brother’s comfort in the back of their cars (Grand Prix or 911 during my formative years), we were lucky to be getting taken anywhere to start with. My grandparents always had huge boat station wagons then though, the Old Man was a boater, so needed to tow dingies and carry gear back-and-forth to the boat. And all of us cousins and friends of cousins in the way back playpen on occasion. Being a cheap Yankee, he never stumped up for the Plywood Pleasure Palace fancy versions. Just plain sides, sticky vinyl, an AM radio and no A/C. Usually Mopar.

4 door sedans were considered more formal and better suited to hauling adults around. Though that said, I too find it odd that VW didn’t make the wagon both ways – no good reason not to that I can see. Probably figured it would end up costing too much vs. the 2dr wagon.

Have a great weekend, everyone!

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