Or one of those assholes who zips in between cars without signalling, then cutting in front of you and slowing down...or coming right up on your ass so close I can see the boogers in your nose as you're picking it.

Next time I'm slamming on the brakes. See, when I slam on the brakes, you'll know it. If you slam on the brakes when I'm behind you, if I were to tailgate you (which I don't do)....you'll still know it.

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Poor Spot! He was tired of being thought of as stupid. "I'm gonna join Mensa," he said to myself, "and then I'll be legally permitted to wear the society's insignia--a tattoo of a little map pin pushed into my flesh--and then everyone'll know that I'm not dumb at all!"
Spot Joins Mensa
by James "Kibo" Parry