A mini-van pulled out right in front of me this morning. The old lady and her old passenger weren't paying attention where they were going. It wasn't really close, but it did kind of irritate me. The car was covered in bird shit; obviously I'm not the first thing it's irritated. I'm sure it has nothing to do with it, but the car had a Minnesota license plate. That dang snow-bird with bird-shit should watch where she's going. Strangely, I didn't flip her the bird, though it may have been appropriate.
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