Yeah you do?
Try and dig back in your memory to Friday afternoon. Were you on Route 1 South around 5:30 PM, exiting at Quakerbridge Road?
Here, I'll help you refresh your memory. You were screaming your head off at the cars in front of you, beeping your horn maniacally, and flipping everyone off.
Yes, I know it was you, because I was in the car in front you. The car that wouldn't let you pass BECAUSE THERE WASN'T A SHOULDER TO PULL OVER INTO AND BECAUSE TRAFFIC WAS AT A STANDSTILL IT WASN'T LIKE YOU WERE GETTING ANYWHERE EITHER YOU BLANKETY BLANK BLANK BLANK.
And because I couldn't pull over and go anywhere, I had to endure you behind me like a BLANKING mad man, yelling and screaming at me so loudly, I could actually HEAR you through the closed window.
You remember now?
I'm just writing to thank you for driving so far up my rear end... because it was too close for me to get your plate number. And then when you had enough room in the shoulder to pass me, slow down to YELL at me even more, then speed down the shoulder to your exit... yeah, never did get that plate number. You clever thing. Well, aside from being clearly demented, and a complete danger.
Well, if that was you, hope you got to wherever you were rushing off to. And now I've seen you in action, I can safely state that I most certainly don't have road rage.
Thank you for setting me straight, I can stop beating myself up over thinking I had a problem.
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