About roads and fools... Although what the hell... About roads and assholes.

40 degree heat. No air conditioning. The roads are congested. You are driving and drops of sweat are falling down your temples and your upper lip is raised because of dissatisfaction and lack of oxygen. The windows are wide open and the loudspeakers are blasting... blasting... like...

Dropkick Murphys - I'm Shipping Up To Boston


And it's nice RUSHING so that adrenaline rush supports the general tonus.
Well, I think you know what I mean, don't you?
So, you drive up to the crossroads. Two lanes. No ditches, no markings... Everything, as they say, for you, Kozlov. And then the car in front, code-named Audi A5, something like this:



...stops at a traffic light exactly in the middle of these two lanes, turns left and starts letting in the oncoming traffic, thereby blocking the way in THREE directions.
Perhaps, nonautomobile drivers will not appreciate the entire fiasco, but believe me: even if the EARTH GROWTH would be at the wheel, pushing its stubby pedals and cheerfully waving through the window with paddles... Even HE would have understood that NOT TO DO THIS, f*ck!
And at that moment, my head falls heavily on the steering wheel from helplessness. And in this very head, interesting, almost philosophical thoughts begin to creep in. How? Well, tell to me, HOW?!? The person with such development of brain (up to what there is - full DEBIL) could earn on Audi A5? He wouldn't even know which end of the shovel to pick up if life made him dig a trench. He'd still be picking at the soil with the shovel, drooling on his chin.
If this fellow has afforded to buy a car for two millions, it means he has achieved something in life... It means he must be possessed of sufficiently high intellect, quick wit, ingenuity, no? So why am I now comparing him to a TOPINAMBURG!?

And okay this kind of retardation... (every fucking day...) But there are assholes who deliberately obstruct the movement of other cars - leaving theirs right in the traffic lane, cutting them off and so on. And I solemnly promise that in such cases, I'll continue to chase them down and cut them off, or knock down their mirrors. Because it's bad to be an asshole...!
(Well, at least I'll yell out the window that they are assholes if I fail to catch up with them :))



Also. We should note that the epicenter of car dullness has decisively moved from the camp of blondes (and girls, in general) towards the similar "businessmen" of young and middle age. So, girls - you are good! I am proud of you. ;)

Phew... I'm sorry that the first post is saturated with negativity, but I had a chance to meet today both the first and the second layer of auto degenerates on the road... I found the words at once, as it were...
And in general - I am romantic, cheerful and not malicious, yeah... Well, you'll see.

PS: I'm told by many that I'm too aggressive on the road. Quite possible, it is really so... But now you know, where the roots of this aggression grow.

And finally, one more time of the same folk-punk (I like this song in a special way today):