Some day, one last person is going to cut me off. One last person is going to tailgate me. One last person is going to pass me and then stop.
Then, I'm going to follow him home, and I'm going to do things to him. Unspecified things, mostly involving the tire iron
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If you do live in Melbourne...I empathise, brother.
Either way...Godspeed...tyre-iron those fuckers where it really fucking hurts.
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