Wednesday, November 11, 2009

Wis Plate 592-PKO

You're an asshole. There was plenty of room behind me to get into the left lane. I knew what you wanted to do. I purposely stayed as close to the car in front of me as I could to make sure you didn't cut in front of me. But you did it anyway. Thank God I saw it coming. You flipped on your blinker and dove in. If I hadn't swerved and slammed on my brakes you would have hit me. Better yet, if I hadn't taken the summer tires off last weekend, the ones that stick out past my fenders, I just might have not slammed on th brakes and left you what NASCAR calls a donut on the side of your car. That's still one fantasy I haven't accomplished yet.

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