Dear D'bag

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in the White Dodge pick up 1-90 West at the Airway Heights exit last
Saturday Night. Did it occur to you that the reason the gentleman standing
in the road putting his life in danger directing traffic was actually
trying to help you avoid hitting a lightpole that had fallen across the
road? Yes, Jethro, he was trying to help you and you somehow felt you had
to curse him out and rev off in your pick'em up truck. Did it make you feel
good? I guess we all have to compensate for what we don't have in some way
and the fact you drive a Dodge says it all.

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