Saturday, January 15, 2011
I was just driving home from seeing a wonderful Rolling Stones tribute band called Satisfaction, which was amazing, by the way, and I danced a lot...people really don't dance enough, you know...but that's not my point.
My point is that as I was driving home, I came to a spot in the road where the people to my right are supposed to STOP at a stop sign...a STOP sign...before merging onto the road on which I am minding my own business and driving at the posted rate of speed.
Of course, the asshole to my right did not stop at the STOP sign and just drove right on through like he was the king of Phelan Boulevard or something. He came nowhere near hitting me, but still. Asshole.
Of course, he accomplished nothing by running the stop sign and ended up right in front of me at the very next stop light. As I was sitting there staring at the back of his stupid stop-sign-running car, I noticed a Jesus fish on the back of his car.
A Jesus fish.
On his car. For the world to see.
Jesus is watching you.