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I flashed my brights as if to say 'Good morning!'.

  • I flashed my brights as if to say 'Good morning!'. Then I passed & laid on the horn to say 'Thanks!' Then I slowed down & extended a greeting I'd seen other motorists use to relate
  • camaraderie and festive good cheer, the "have a nice day" one finger salute. I courteously maintained my slow speed, and graciously moved into the passing lane whenever he did.
  • I say "courteously" because letting him draft off me saves him fuel. Sunday driving shouldn't be restricted to Sundays; I transcend your days, calendar. If I want to drive 25 in a
  • -I can't drive, fiftyyyyyyyyyyyyy fiiiiiiiiiiive!" Screamed David Lee Roth. That stale-breathed ego maniac had cut me off on my interesting discussion on Sunday drives. This is
  • outright plagiarism, as well as bad driving. I (aka Sammy Hagar) was pissed. Roth stole my damn lyrics! "F*CK YOU!" David Lee Roth yelled. "YOU stole my band!" I accelerated to 95
  • and closed all the engine's window. He was still mad angry and I could hear him screaming "I'll get you Sammy Hagar! Can't go far Hagar!". At that moment, I thought of a duo with h
  • Im while driving in a 55mph zone, daring the police to arrest them for driving while blind. Officer Carl, the mayor, used all his cosh to pursue these Russian sailor wannabes.
  • He saw Alan Arkin walking up the spillway. A stark contrast between the white grey of the spillway and his black Soviet Naval uniform. Officer Carl, the mayor, sized him up as a tr
  • -ansvestite and asked him why he wasn't wearing a female Soviet Naval Uniform. Alan Arkin explained that it was at the cleaners, and that everybody was to "get from street". Carl
  • 's mind went blank as he stared at Alan Arkin. This man this beautiful man had shaped his sense of humor from birth. Life would not get better from this moment so he disintegrated.
Started
2014-05-27 14:08:56
Finished
2018-01-27 16:22:30

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