It was late last night. All the cars on the TWO lane highway leading to Las Vegas were headed somewhere with purpose. After all, it was "bleeping" eleven o'clock at night, for godsakes.
You were a complete and utter "bleeping" "bleep" "bleep" "bleep" all the way home. I first spotted you up ahead, because your "bleeping" caution blinkers were flashing.....and then not flashing, and flashing again. It wasn't until I was up behind you that I realized you just put the "bleeping" things on if someone was on your "bleep". Maybe the head lights bothered your "bleep" "bleeping" eyes or something. I have no idea. I could only assume.
I have to tell you that I, myself was being to get a little "bleeping" annoyed with you. You seemed to think that your little "bleeping" piece of "bleep" car belonged in the left lane. And granted you were traveling quite fast. But "game on" when you wouldn't let me "bleeping" pass you.
And seriously, how the "bleep" old were you? BRAKE JOBS???? With my sleeping kids in the back, every time you gave me a "bleeping" brake job, my kids woke up from the jolt. That little "bleeping" game of yours got old really "bleeping" fast, you "bleep" "bleep bleep" "bleeping" "bleep".
GET THE "BLEEP" OUT OF THE WAY AND OUT OF THE LEFT "BLEEPING" LANE.
The thousands of other NORMAL people on the road, just want to drive and get to where ever the "bleep" they need to get to. It's late, "bleep".
Now did you really think that your "bleep" car, could out run my BIG, FAST, FAIRLY NEW Expedition - all 328 miles home????? I did not enjoy having to spend the time I had to, watching you drive like a complete "bleeping" "bleep" for as long as I did. But when I finally did pass your "bleep" "bleep" "bleeping" car, I never saw you again, for the rest of the "bleeping" ride home. I can only hope that your "bleep" "bleep" driving, didn't cause any accidents behind me.
YOU SUCK. AND PEOPLE LIKE YOU KILL INNOCENT PEOPLE ON THE ROAD.
Thank you very much for the miserable ride home.
Girl in the Big Black Truck