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To the bliviot on the rotch crocket trying to lick the rust off my bumper at 5:30 this morning:
I know this road is twisty and hilly and thrilly. The speed limit is 35MPH, four different cop shops make their quotas on it, and you're too damn close.
If I'd had a motorized lift gate on this truck, I'd of scooped you up for delivery to the University Hospital Transplant Unit for spare parts, as your brain is blatantly borked.
P.S.: If you eat a horse, it will cure those fly headlights.
I know this road is twisty and hilly and thrilly. The speed limit is 35MPH, four different cop shops make their quotas on it, and you're too damn close.
If I'd had a motorized lift gate on this truck, I'd of scooped you up for delivery to the University Hospital Transplant Unit for spare parts, as your brain is blatantly borked.
P.S.: If you eat a horse, it will cure those fly headlights.