There is something mildly disturbing about the fact that this is still happening. It’s not as disturbing as the very obviously female 300 lb person with a goatee and ponytail I saw smoking a cigarette and eating a twinkee in a wheelchair on the median while driving home from work, but that only happened once. I have to see the Christmas shenanigans every day.

Oh yeah. And I hate speedbumps. I hate them. You know what I hate more than speedbumps? People who drive great big SUVs and slow down to 3 mph to go over a speedbump. What the hell, dude? Why the hell are you driving that thing if you’re not going to fly over speedbumps like a maniac, like I do?

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