Today, I was driving home with Farrah and there was a little Mazda Miata riding my ass. I was busy talking to her while keeping an eye on the guy behind me, trying to be sure that I kept things safe on my end the best I could. While taking the turn off the bridge, he was still on my tail until he went up the hill next to me, driving fast and wild while waiving a fist and middle finger at me. (Don't forget...Mazda Miata, pshhh).
Having it be the end of a long day and an even longer week, I couldn't help what I said..."Fucking ass! I hope he crashes."
I looked back at Farrah and said, "Oh wow, honey. I can't believe I just said that. Oh my god. What if he crashed because I just said that? Do you realize how powerful that would make me?"
And we laughed and laughed and laughed...because that would be amazing.
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