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Not knowing the rules of a four way stop is unforgivable. The first person to stop goes, then the next, and so on. Also, if you're in line at the 4 way stop, don't sneak through behind the car in front you without waiting your turn. If you're behind me and don't understand these rules, don't beep your horn because I'm mindful of the pecking order at the intersection and you have no clue how shit works.
When I flash my lights to be chivalrous and give you a chance to make a turn or pull out of a parking lot --- you'd better know what it means and take your shot. I'm only giving you three seconds to act then you're stuck there. Good luck finding another courteous driver.
If I'm doing 75 in the last lane, don't tailgate me in your fucking SAAB flashing headlights at me. I won't pump the brakes, but I will gradually slow down to make you even more late for your meeting -- and I will also keep you behind me by strategically using cars in the lane next to us and show great delight in watching you froth at the mouth while your forehead veins pop.
Sometimes I see a car parked on the lines in a parking lot, and it makes sense to me why they have key scratches down the side of the car.
Don't toss your cigarette butt out of the car window so it catches air and hits my car like a meteor. Smokers are a nasty bunch because they just drop their butts anywhere, as long as it's not in their car. We should put smokers on their own planet, then nuke that planet.
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