Hey, don't honk at me! I'll buy you dinner.

I don't take it personal anymore when other cars don't let me pass.  Instead I try what has been suggested to me and I pray for them, so I don't fall victim to resenting them for it.  I love it when cars cut me off!  It gives my day some flavor.  Some days, I'll do a bit of rampage myself, if I've had troubled sleep or watched a lot of porn in my sleep, and cut off a straggler or two.  But I keep that in mind, and try to make it up to them later by tracking him down and following him home.  I explain it to my cellmate and he agrees with me, and we both, simply, pray for the judge.

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