Driving to the small-town store this morning, I come up to a hill on the two-lane country road--to find a black Suburban coming down it IN MY LANE trying to pass a dump truck.

So I'm going "OH F***!" and hitting the brakes and getting over to the side as far as possible. The Suburban completes its pass and swerves back abruptly into the proper lane, but not all that far away from me.
The Suburban was already in my lane at the top of the hill. So there's a very good chance the peckerwood driving it started his pass in a no passing zone.
I hope he enjoyed me reminding him he is number 1 as he passed. With the way he drives he's got to be number one with a lot of other people.

So I'm going "OH F***!" and hitting the brakes and getting over to the side as far as possible. The Suburban completes its pass and swerves back abruptly into the proper lane, but not all that far away from me.
The Suburban was already in my lane at the top of the hill. So there's a very good chance the peckerwood driving it started his pass in a no passing zone.
I hope he enjoyed me reminding him he is number 1 as he passed. With the way he drives he's got to be number one with a lot of other people.

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