Why are they only ever in a hurry when it's their time? Like seriously, they are that malfunctional. "oh I'm blocking the sidewalk with my enormous girth? Fuck you. " and "oh I'm so quirky and I'm going to take all day at this counter trying to flirt".  But when they are in a hurry they almost kill you. Some fat fucking fupaface was being wreckless this morning when I'm driving to work. But I don't want to get in a wreck so whatever pass me. It got extremely dark as it eclipsed the mornings sun, all while on the phone and sucking down the starbeetus. Like what the fuck it's 630 and you're trying to kill me, but stopped for coffee? Holy shit I would be so much more of an asshole, but by looking at the way they treat their bodies I have no doubt they don't give a shit about their cars enough to not kill me.   I'm so glad the last time someone hit me they weren't a fat piece of shit or I would have lost it on them instead of acting like an adult where someone just made a mistake.  Beetus aches crisps, soon enough our planet will have too much mass and change orbit due to these Doritos douches.