Commuting Peeves
For Christ's sake, the accident is on the other side of the freeway.
Turn off your brights, you assfuck.
When did I become an NPR person?
$35.00 and it didn't even fill my gas tank all the way.
Are there really hookers in my neighborhood? Someone put a red lightbulb in their porch light.
Turn off your brights, you assfuck.
When did I become an NPR person?
$35.00 and it didn't even fill my gas tank all the way.
Are there really hookers in my neighborhood? Someone put a red lightbulb in their porch light.
1 Comments:
Seriously. Other side of the road people! And you can probably barely see anything anyway! And really? What do you need to see... unless your husband drives a distinctive fuschia hummer with cherry flames up the side (and if he does, you've probably got bigger problems than just an accident) it'll be some generic sedanny looking thing. You won't know the people. Just drive! Look... random stoppers. They're everywhere!
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