Dear You:

Note: Tobias Hustleman is a staff writer for TruthMerchants.com

Cross the fricking street with a little more effort!!

If I have some hot chicken wings in the car, I want to eat them shits. You can’t stop in the f-ing street because you accidentally skipped past your track on your Ipod. Grandma, your flexibility looks good. Get across the damn street. You can’t enjoy the lawsuit money if the guy whose chicken wings slipped off the seat uses you as a speed bump.

Yes, I will give you a dose of the horn because I hustle across the intersection when the roles are reversed. I am in full on “Frogger” mode when I cross the street. I don’t want to be the Asian lady’s speed bump.

That was racist. My bad…

Waiting with my hand on the horn and chicken wings on the floormat,

Tobias

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