You: Brunette smoking and driving a black Solera east-bound on the SIE about three days ago.

Me: Driving a bluish-grey BMW entering the expressway by exit 13.

FUCK YOU.

It's a merge, not a yield. You have to let me the fuck in! You could've died, or worse you could've totalled my car. And then what would I have done??

You clearly weren't in a hurry anyway because your terrible driving skills got you caught behind a flatbed nanoseconds later and you didn't bother to cut off someone else to get your self out that situation.

I hope you are the cause of a three car pileup on the BQE on some Final Destination shit and leave with just a scratch only to die a lung cancer related death 3 weeks later.

Bitch.





heart always,

tee.