Everybody sit down and shaddup...

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Get off my lawn!

... I yell "SLOW DOWN (pause) AND STAY OFF MY LAWN!"

It attracts bees. I absolutely guarantee that I've got more bees in my yard on any given day than the entire rest of the neighborhood combined. I can only think of one other house that doesn't poison their lawn all year 'round. The bees (and birds) all come to my yard.

I drive through the yard to drop off firewood, sand, bagged topsoil, whatever. It recovers. So the "stay off my lawn" thing is really just a loud joke, mostly for my wife's benefit. The subwoofers in the go-carts easily prevent the kids from hearing anything I'm yelling.

And what's up with the go-carts anyway? When I was in high school it was all about muscle cars! My minivan can blow the go-carts off the line. They just don't have mufflers on the go-carts so they sound loud, but they can't get out of their own way.

Kids these days must think louder means faster. And then they rev up at the light, pop the clutch, and stall out on the line.
I have to plead guilty to the same things in my youth. I think they consider a loud car a mating call. "Hey, look at me. See my pretty feathers?"

I outran Cameros in that thing. Never undestimate an ugly car. The silly little rice-burner go-carts are a joke on all levels. Why the hell are they popular with today's kids? They can't get out of their own way, much less take on a minivan. I just don't get it. 30 years ago we laughed at stuff like that. Okay, to be fair, I STILL laugh at stuff like that.