Your driving down the road, calmly listening to radio as you make your way to work. Out of no where the brake lights on the car in front of you flash on. You slam on your brakes to avoid hitting them, as they slowly make their right turn. All that is going through your head is, “Why in the hell can that idiot not just use their turn signal!” That rude driver just cooked your grits.
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