I went to the beach yesterday and came out to find myself wedged out of the driver’s side entrances by a white pontaic parked no more than 4 inches away: after squeezing children and myself through the passenger side, i found a piece of notebook paper, wrote ‘You are an Asshole, signed- the Car Next To You’ in really big print and impaled it on the car antenna (reachable from my window). i felt better anyhow.
TAGS: frustration, cars, motorists“What I’d really like,” Frank told his wife as she scratched inside his bodycast with a yardstick, “is to live someplace where the local slang for bicyclists isn’t ‘speedbumps.’”
TAGS: accidents, cyclists, motorists
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