I Had A Tailgater

Tailgating bring up thoughts of burgers and beer in the parking lot of some stadium. Not me. It's more like visions of dudes in mid-sized pickup trucks that like to ride my back bumper.

I took care of the sitch by speeding ahead. Then suddenly, he didn't want to be so near.

Tell me why I don't like Mondays?


Departure Time: 6:47
Arrival Time: 7:19
Weather as I call it: Partly Sunny 50s
Shady Gas Price: $2.53
Level of commute annoyance (scale of 1 to 10): 3
Feared for my life: No

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