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Tuesday, November 4, 2008

When it Rains; It Pours Stupid

I wasn't the one drivin' today, fortunately. I probably would've honked the hell out of this guy.

I'm in the backseat and my parents are in the front in our wittle Civic driving 45-ish on a heavily trafficed 3 lane road. Route 95 S is always backed up and you have your handful of ignorant monkeys getting into the lane as quickly as possible. Cutting off semi's that have worse braking compatibility then cold molasses. Well today this Accord is sitting in the lane for 95, decides he's an impatient ol' bat and pulls out from a STAND still in front of my dad going 45mph... of course my dad has time to react, but the guy second guesses himself with 'Oh hell, someones coming! Oh screw you! Oh wait!' demeanor... he finally decides to pull out and we go on a marry freaken way.

Why do the moronic suddenly appear in bad weather??

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