The Economy

A therapist would know that if someone is on the road, they are trying to get from Point A to Point B, not lollygag around in traffic.

 

“So then I bumped the car with the toddler in it…”

 

Hey, as much as I loathe people slow-poking on the road, might want to watch doing something like that these days. These days, people seem more emboldened than ever to either physically run you off the road and/or opt for AAA – in this case, that's an Automatic Attitude Adjuster – and take matters into their own hands.

Yeah, their blood pressure might be up. Was it worth it to you?

 

In rural Indiana cornfields? These guys wait a mile and then blow on by.

 

Now if you wanted to commit to the bit and be a rolling chicane on a Massey Ferguson, that would be S-tier trolling. Small town values!

 

Many times I've fantasized about reaching out my window and firing a couple of rounds into the car of the jackass in front of me, but...
1. I'm smart enough to not actually do it.
2. I can't shoot left handed.

 

Keep scratching and the psychos reveal themselves.

Bye.

(Squeaky gavel)

 

The equivalent in Germany is to slow down to 140 mph in the left lane of the Autobahn.

Ach!

 

Speaking of trolling…

I actually speed up to the speed limit in such cases. But I got Driftwood to admit he thinks of shooting up fellow humans.

 

At some point, I'm going to have to drive a big U-Haul over the mountains. It will be a slow process. I've told my wife when that time comes, I'll probably do it at 2-3 in the morning because I don't want to be the asshole holding up traffic even though I'd be doing the best I could.

 

I respect getting out of the left lane like it is my religion.

 

In the fast lane from Munich to Berlin, it is a lesson you learn once.

Alter, was zum Teufel? Warum das Fernlicht?

[ Mercedes E63 estate wagon with two adults, three children and a Basset Hound passes at 225 kph ]

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