WARNING: for the most part my blog has been pretty PG-13, but this post is probably going to leave a blemish upon its previously sparkling clean image! Came across this a few days ago-- a Japanese translated taxi cab driver story. There were several amazing ones but I found this one the most entertaining.
THE CAB AS A LOVE HOTEL
Most of the time, couples are able to hold it in until they get to their destination. But in reality, love hotels fill up on weekends, so it's common for couples to "do it" in the taxi. The diver's blind spot is in the seat behind him, so that's where they start. These couples seem to think that the driver is as nonexistent as air. For some reason, I more frequently see women going down on the man than I see the man and woman kissing each other. And I'm not sure if women have become stronger in this day and age, but it's mostly the women who start going down on the man, rather than the man trying to convince the female.
If a couple says "Sorry" as they pay their fare and leave the cab, that's a dangerous sign because there's a high possibility that they've left a little "souvenir" in the backseat. There is nothing as pathetic as having to clean that up.
-- Masayoshi Ise -- translated by Hiroko Fukazawa --
2 comments:
hahaha....
wow. only in japan...
so strict social values = messy cabs
there was another story about how he was taking someone home had to pee really bad, so he just went in a plastic bag while driving!
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