I agree K2. I think it is funnier when it is a pretty boy.
When you're chewing on life's gristle[br]Don't grumble, give a whistle[br]And this'll help things turn out for the best...[br]And...always look on the bright side of life...[br]Always look on the light side of life.[br]Monty Python's Life of Brian[br]
The last comments remind me of an ex of mine in the US. He wasn't a pretty boy, but there was an amusing situation when he was completely out of his element. Once we took a trip up to Lake Tahoe to snowboard. Overnight, it snowed about 2 feet. He is from Florida, and had almost no experience with snow. The sight of him attempting to put the chains on the car tires was priceless. He didn't know how to drive in the snow either, so after a short attempt, I ended up driving us back down the mountains, surrounded by more people that had no idea how to drive in the snow.
I have always dreaded the idea of having to put chains on a car. When I was in the snow in Montana and needed to go over a pass, I was scared shitless, and I kept passing places that were selling chains. I just needed to get over the pass and then I knew that I would never need them again (I sure as hell wasn't going to add them to my luggage and fly back to Paris with them!). It stopped snowing, and I kept driving. The road up the pass did not seem too extreme, and when I started to get worried again, I found myself following the snow plow, which calmed me completely. I did not at all mind driving 20 mph behind it. The other side of the pass was quickly devoid of snow, so I had no more problems.
I therefore avoided having to make an absolute fool of myself dealing with chains.
Those who live in snow country almost never put chains on their tires. We either run "mud and snow" all season radials, or change to studded snow tires in the winter. And we buy 4wd vehicles. It's the "furreners" who get to play with chains.