We *loved* how you flew up behind us in your mini-van this morning, almost gently nudging us at 80 mph. We decided a new tact to combat the ridiculousness that was you. We smiled and waved and mouthed, "Have a nice morning, Ma'am."
You then flew up in someone else's grill in the right-hand lane. That guy took a different approach. That guy opted to flip you off. Oh with the anger issues, That guy. Dude. Relax. Take a deep breath and remember your happy place.
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