Kindly extract your head from your sphincter…AND DIE!

Most days, it’s pretty moderate. You’ll notice someone weaving between the lines.

“Oh, great! They’re drunk.”

*closer inspection*

“Fuck! It’s worse than that. They’re texting/FBing/Tweeting/Intsagramming/Huluing(yes it happens)/video-blogging.”

These are the times that I’m glad that fender-mounted nukes are illegal on motorcycles. I wouldn’t have a second thought about singeing the US’s penis into an ash-covered glowing shard of death and vengeance.

REMOVE YOUR FUCKING HEADS FROM YOUR ASS AND KINDLY SHOVE THAT PHONE UP IN IT’S PLACE.

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