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Originally Posted by TheDaddy
Anyone remember that 'he's an asshole' one for drink driving, serious subject, hilarious song
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Yup, good old Denis Leary
The thing that got me to wear a seat belt (given that until 81 we didn't have a car with rear belts) was our first car with them.
Daisy, a yellow and white Chevrolette Blazer just like this one
She only had lap belts in the back, and I refused to wear them, being an awkward 4 year old at the time (I was cute though).
Dad said fine, moved the car about a foot forward and stamped on the powerful brakes.
I flew into the back of his seat (actually scared the life out of him too) and lightning fast was back in my seat with my belt on.
Now I just don't feel comfortable in a car unless I'm wearing a seatbelt, and I've asked people to get out before if they've refused to buckle up in the back.