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[ridicully]

I really don't like to deliver equipment to motorsports clubs. Trying to sound competent without understanding the subject isn't my favourite pastime.
Of course since it's motorsports, there *is* nearly nothing to understand, and my basic knowledge (they start, they drive very fast, they stop; [with the additional 'if we did our job, you know who won' when I have to help my father]) should be more than enough. I suspect my lack of enthusiasm is the real problem. But it's boring and the people who organize these events can be *very* annoying.

And because it had me literally rolling on the floor, laughing (via alchemia):
Obscene Maoam Wrappers
I would never have noticed without this article - mainly because I never look at the wrappings (and the lifespan of candy wrappers in my vicinity isn't very high).