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September 03, 2006
Open Letters
To The Men Who Drive On I75 Between McKinney And "Well, I'll Be A Monkey's Father" Parkway Between 8am And 9am:
Just because one lane of traffic moves up two car lengths, that doesn't mean you have to change lanes, because if you had a brain you would realize that you will be changing back into the other lane in about 2 minutes and you know where you will be? One car behind me instead of one car in front of me.
PICK A DAMN LANE AND STAY THERE. Idiots like you are the reason traffic is so bad.
To The Men Driving On I35 Between Farmers Branch And Waco On Friday Night:
Quit driving like a man. Can you not see that you are gaining on that slower moving vehicle in front of you? Can you not have enough forethought to maybe think about changing lanes and know what is in the other lane behind and beside you? Can you not wait until you are on the aforementioned slow moving vehicle's ASS before you slam on your brakes and think to yourself, "Oh Shit, I need over" and then attempt to change lanes without even looking - right on top of me and the 14 other women drivers who changed lanes (because we noticed that we were gaining on the slow car & you) three miles back.
To The HUMMER Driving On I35 Between Hillsboro And Waco On Friday Night:
It is considered bad form to allow your 9 year old stand up in your car with their head and torso out the sunroof for the entire 30 mile stretch, even if we weren't going any faster than 10mph. If you ended up in a wreck your child would have been killed. I should have called Child Protective Services on your ass, but they wouldn't have been able to get on the freeway to get near you for all the other cars just sitting there.
To *Little Miss Personality* At The Shoe/Ball Counter At The Bowling Alley Saturday Night:
I know that you were intimidated by three beautiful and stong willed 32 year old women who decided to go bowling last night, but handing each of us 8 pound balls before we could even say what size we wanted, is not the best way to go. Did you notice that we brought them back and exchanged them for 10 pounders? Um, of course not. You'd actually have to be observant for that.
To My Newest Four-Legged Nephew:
You have no clue to the strength of your puppy nibbles. Please stop hurting your mama. You can nibble on me all you want, my arms and hands are so numb, I can't feel it anyway.
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Comments
Aw, what a cute pupper.
Posted by: Kami at September 5, 2006 09:17 AM
My goodness that puppy is ADORABLE!!! I want five.
Posted by: Suzie at September 6, 2006 10:17 PM
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