Wednesday, January 17, 2007

Tailgating


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!

5 comments:

sharon spotbottom said...

You talkin' dirty there mister?

d_orlando said...

This once happened to me on an escalator. Woo-hoo!

Aaron Paetz said...

ERRRRRGGGGG... I hate tailgaters! Love The drawing though!...AND... Great job with the updating...Man you're good!

Kenny P. said...

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.

becky said...

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.