To Tailgaters Everywhere

And! You know who you are--- you controlling, speeding, assholes--- arrogant, pushy, bullies just cannot stay off my ass. What makes you better than me? Is your destination more important than mine, I ask? I think not. Pass or get off my ass. I will NOT speed for you because YOU will not pay my speeding ticket. I will not speed for you AND NOT because I am such a grandiose law abiding citizen but because I will not allow you to force me into a mode of driving that I deem not  comfortable for me. Learn to use the freeway if speed is your thing---or learn to do the (angry-i'm-gonna-pass-your-slow-ass-bitch-driving-even-tho-you-are-going-the-speed-limit-but-still-i-want-more-than-that-cuz-i-matter-more-and-you-suck)-PASSING of me, cuz c'mon, it IS always done in an angry fashion, now isn't it? Your car fumes read: i hate you and i'm passing and you've pissed me off. Anyone can read that. What sucks for you is you never really get anywhere faster than me. There i am, RIGHT BEHIND you in just a short moment or two, lauging and pointing: look, there's the jerkweed who just gunned past me and got nowhere fast. doesn't that make you feel  like a fool? It should. Tailgaters are not only fools, but dangerous fools. Danger is not a factor for you. What matters to tailgaters is: being first, being in front, being ahead. Freakin' pathetic. Oh goodie, you are in front of me now...all better? Doubtful. Nothing is ever "all better" for impatient people like you. You live to terrorize people who drive the speed limit. You succumb to your insane lack of tolerance towards your fellow man and I feel sorry for the lot of you. I admit, I will play you sometimes should the mood arise, and I will start to slow down and drive slower purposely just to piss you off...but you deserve it. And I like it. Justice served. You may even flash your brights at me. ooohh fueling me on, sucker. So, I'll simply step on my brakes to return the message. Didja get that one asshole? Did the message come out loud and clear? Again, you CAN pass. No law against it, but no, you want to play. I'll play, baby. But never really will I reduce myself to your sorry level, because I care about people: something foreign to your soul. I, too, live my life in a fast paced world but I still see people as people, and not simply as ghost cars that are not driving as fast as I would like. So bite me .and bite me hard. It's only hurting you anyway. I brake for animals and tailgaters. You, my friend, are just broken. Repair yourself and learn about a litlle thing called repsect for others and self restraint. But above all: BACK THE F!!!!OFF