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Yes you, the one that decided it was ok to try and run me over this morning. What the hell bitch? Did it even dawn on you for a second that maybe the whole reason I was standing on the pegs of my motorcycle was to get you to notice that you could read the 'Levi's' label on my jeans? Or that when I flipped you off as you passed me on the right in a turn lane that you could see the individual stitches in my gloves?

It's fucking whores like you, in your goddamn silver infinity, and goggle-sized sunglasses that fucking make the lives of your road-sharing peers miserable. I'm sure you know you're more important than the rest of us. I'm positive that you're entitled to be first, foremost at every light and every intersection. Waiting is beneath you. Road courtesy is beyond you. It's a shame that people don't understand how much more important your life and your time is than theirs.

I'm sure you're too busy to realize all the hate you're generating, but if I were you I'd worry. Chances are someday you'll piss off someone with even less respect for the law and personal space than you have, and he'll get satisfaction the rest of us only dream about.