Fat butter beasts shouldn't be allowed to drive! Aside from the fact that they suck at everything, they really suck at driving. Someone road raging? Butter golem. Tailgating? Chair crusher. Where the fuck do you need to be? Is your pizza getting cold or something? No, it's not. You don't know how to take food with you without sucking it down like a sink hole addicted to gravy.  But what sparks this particular rage is - are you so fucking lazy that you can't lift your gangrene hoof off of the gas and on to the brake when a fucking animal is in the road? Fuck you. I'd run you over myself if it wouldn't total my car.  Seriously, first you have to crush donkeys because you're fucking selfish, then you have to hit cranes because of your sloth? I swear animals deserve much more respect than whatever the fuck you are, ambulocetus.