It's as if all my pet peeves are baring their snarling teeth at me and attacking. Yesterday it was the flying spit, today, as I was driving, the driver of the car in front of me flicked his cigarette out the window. It angers me no end when I see anyone do that. Today the burning, glowing remnant of this cigarette hit my windshield. Sparks flew all over as I swerved a little, startled.
I wish people could learn how to behave!
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