The Only Cure	A while back, somebody asked about a rant on drivers. Who hasn't secretly wished that little button on the dash was really connected to a couple of fifty-calibers behind the signal lights? WARNING - Before you cut us off, run that red light, force us over, tailgate us in your semi, make smart-assed remarks about seat covers on your CB or any number of equally moronic things, think about this.
Some of us may really have them installed.

This rant is directed at a particularly loathsome sub-species of the highway hog,"The Mergeless Moron."

	Right Lane Ends 1 Mile Ahead!
	Right Lane Ends 1/2 Mile Ahead!
	Right Lane Ends 1/4 Mile Ahead!
BIG FLASHING SIGN
	Right Lane Ends 1000 Feet
	Right Lane Ends 500 Feet
	Right Lane Ends 100 Feet

And who do you find at a dead stop, wedged between the jersey wall and the last possible orange cone?

"The Mergeless Moron"

Where the hell do you get off  being so impatient that you blast illegally by us on the right shoulder and then take advantage of some wimp who'll feel compelled to stop and let you in, causing traffic to slow down even further, spawning even more clueless, selfish inconsiderate lumps of road rage bait ???!!!

Personally, you'll be a cobweb covered skeleton before I stop to let you in! And by the way, if you're tempted to just nose out into traffic anyway --- keep in mind the accident will be YOUR fault. If you want my lawyer just dial 1-900-URSCREWED! His office is right over the "Pit Bull Emporium!"

Unfortunately only LAW ABIDING FOLKS have to drive both sober and UNARMED!

But that’s another rant.

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