Jackass . . . don't even wave . . .

Today.
About 1:30.

You came off 45, onto 183A North, in that silly little Versa of yours.

I speed up, and almost park off your driver's door.
I honk. I honk again. You ignore me, spitting into a spit-cup.

Whassup wit dat?

Jerk.

Sorry man when i'm in the versa I am concentrating hard core. And so you know I was spitting out sunflower seed shells.

Heck, Scott calls me when he sees me in SA

What a rude ass!!

That's funny... I'm always looking for an XOC sticker on the back, whenever I see another X

It's rare, but I see 'em.

Concentrating? Shyeah, right!