Flaming Wrecks are for Sissies
I hate traffic. And I hate ambulances that come up behind you with their little (but really cool! (and actually, pretty big and loud)) bullhorns and yell at you to move to one side of the road or the other asshole because there's some "flaming wreck" up ahead. Whatever. Flaming wrecks are for sissies.
Yes, the ambulance driver called me an asshole. That thoroughly made my morning.
Karma Kleanser: I sincerely hope that everyone in that flaming wreck is okay and my playing with the ambulance did not lead to an unnecessary 10 or more percent of your body being engulfed in flame. If so, I apologize.
Word of the Day: nictitate v: to wink.
"Just wait. Every time he talks to her, he starts nictitating like a bashful little girl...oh, wait...you see? See? Ha! I told you! What a little bitch."
slapped on by Edelman @ 8:43 AM
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