I don't know whether this behavior is peculiar to freeways in the greater Los Angeles area or not, but I see it all the time. Sometimes I'm even guilty of it. It's as though the force of a driver's impatience can act upon whatever car is in front of him. And, of course, the efficacy of the force grows in direct proportion to the proximity of the two cars!
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You talkin' dirty there mister?
This once happened to me on an escalator. Woo-hoo!
ERRRRRGGGGG... I hate tailgaters! Love The drawing though!...AND... Great job with the updating...Man you're good!
Sharon: I might be...I'm not even sure what I said!
Dom: I remember ;)
Aaron: I'm wringing myself out like a urine-soaked sponge: Someday I will dry up completely! Actually, it's a good outlet.
I heard of a man who dreamed of a urine-soaked sponge. I read it in a book. It was a nightmare.
Tailgating, yeah, man. It's like I get pissed off when people're on my ass, and yet, and yet, those minivans that drive slow in the left lanes. ARGHGHGHGHGHGHGHGH!!! Sometimes I drive like an asshole when they're in front o' me.
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