Crap-tactic
I woke up about fifteen minutes after he had left, which by the way suxs on many levels, out the door, and my way to class. innocent enough until the shit hits the fan or better known as Maryland and the FREAKIN Betlway.
I don't know why but these fuckers cannot merge without cutting atleast three to five cars offf in the process even though you give them about a car and half lenght to merge. See I look at merging like ift was a zipper.
Anyways, NOT even a half a mile in we are stopped. Why? Because there is a bridge 7 miles ahead and it's scarey That and there is an exit right after the bridge then the lovely mixing bowl of I-95 which adds an extra dash of bend over bitch to the driving equation.
End Result- an hour late to class. Which means if i were to go to lab, I would have been completely lost.(minus 6 points) JOY.
So after a few words that would have had me eating soap for the next decade, I went home. I am going to read that chapter I missed, nap, and run some errands.
Here have a laugh:
B
