Driving briskly with some of your besties as the music blaring.
Usually some kind of effed up. Stoney bones perhaps.
Time to listen to music loudly with no talking.
Bonding time.
Love spirited driving.
Best done on the river road between Prescott and Maiden Rock WISCO.
I love stopping at the monkey bar, nauti hawg, the harbor bar and oles while making the spirted driving Jaunt.
OHHHH and don't forget to take a curve on O. no butts about that O road. double O between Prescott and diamond bluff.
Love me some spirited driving.
Spirted driving is amazing.
Fogey/fogy /fougi/ sl. (early 18C+, orig. Scot) old-fashioned, stuck-in-the mud.
Person with old fashioned ideas which he is unwilling to change: Come to the disco and stop being such an old fogey!
You think me an old fogeyand an old tory, his thoughtful voice said. I saw three generations since O’Connel’s time. I remember the famine. Do you know that the orange lodges agitated for repeal of the union twenty years before O’Connel did or before the prelates of your communion denounced him as a demagogue? You fenians forget some things. (James Joyce, Ulysses. Penguin Books,1992. p. 38)