Soccer moms with cell phone glued to one ear, one or two infants/kids in baby seats, and swerving in and out, tailgaiting, going WAY too fast- that pisses me off. If they want to drive like an idiot, and kill themselves, go ahead. But don't risk the life of your innocent kids!
In my angry youth, I gunned my '68 chevelle to prevent some asshole from trying to cut me off. He swerved around me at the light, pulled in front, popped open his trunk, pulled something out, and was holding it behind his thigh while he pounded on my window, screaming in spanish. Well, I'm not sure what that was behind his thigh, but I near shit myself and learned to internalize my emotions while driving.
So, although those soccer moms piss me off, I'll take an ulcer over gettin shot anyday.
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For me there is only the traveling on paths that have heart, on any path that may have heart. There I travel, and the only worthwhile challenge is to traverse its full length. And there I travel, looking, looking, ...breathlessly.
-Carlos Castaneda
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