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I don't know which way you're going to turn, because I'm not in the cheesy mass of grey goop you call your pitiful excuse for a brain. I can't count the amount of times on my fingers, toes, and p***s inches, that this has happened. I'll be waiting for the light to turn and some ******** will go as soon as it turns green and decide to come to a screeching halt and turn because they feel like it. I should bill you assholes when my brake pads give out. You are stupid. Use a turn signal.

The number on that shiny little sign is the speed you're supposed to go. Go that fast, for the love of god. Not twenty miles slower. The elderly are the most annoyingly incapable of realizing this. You wrinkly bastards should be going the fastest, seeing as how you're gonna die before me. Live it up. No one will miss you.

It's not my fault that Scion has no concept of making normal headlights. But flashing me like some retarded blinking bird won't change it. Why do you do it? Is it ******** Morse code? No. It's just you being retarded. It's also the reason I carry empty cans in my car. If you flash me with your high beams I WILL break your ******** window.