Traffic
I just got yelled at by a man in a neon green Ford Mustang.
These people in Callifornia, the way they drive…
I am going to see just how crazy I can make them…
I am going to drive slowly…. everywhere… all the time… and make them all have heart attacks.
If I don’t jump on the accelrator fast enough when a light turns green, and someone honks at me. I am going to sit all the way through the green light, and maybe go on the yellow or the red.
This is war.