Road Rage

So, when you got off the boat they must have just handed you a driver license and off you went. In my opinion that is putting the cart before the horse. I think immigration should have covered the English language and the proper application of deodorant first. Instead, here’s your license and a 700 credit score, go out and buy yourself a car so you can impede traffic with your slow and dangerous driving habits. I am sick and tired of missing my exit or being caught at the left turn light because of your refusal to show a modicum of consideration for other drivers. It seems my best efforts to get you off the road are failing... The hand full of nickels thrown at your windshield at high speeds, the glass orange crush bottle, nor the chocolate milkshake even rattled your cage. My intention was to make you spin out of control and crash into a ditch so I could pull over and wait patiently for the action movie gratuitous car explosion to happen. Of course all you did was turn on your windshield wipers to clear the blinding film of milkshake that impaired your vision. You didn’t even get upset at all??? No middle finger, no cuss words to lip read, you didn’t even pick up your pre paid cell phone that you undoubtedly picked up from your cousin Tarbash at the family 7-11 to call the police. Have you no back bone? Let me guess...You are one of those non violent pacifist types that believe in turning the other cheek. Well guess what...As long as you drive like a Shriner, I will test your non violent ways every chance I get. You will find that when you turn the other cheek, Americans will ball up the other fist. We as a people will not tolerate driving the speed limit. We have places to go and we want to get there now! You, on the other hand act like there is all the time in the world to get where you are going. I do not use this word a lot but I truly hate you. If you must come to this great country then do not slow us down, you fuzzy little foreigner...Or just go back. That is a much better idea. For the love of everything holy, if you refuse to drive like a normal decent American...At least have the courtesy to learn the language. So when I freak out and uncontrollably cuss you out for being a unwanted, ignorant, non driving, bag of stink...You don’t have to respond back in your native pig Latin. Remember, if you do not have a green card, all you are is an unwanted guest. One more thing...W's are not V's...Your doing that on purpose and its not funny! Vhat Vould you Vant to sound this Vay for?