Me: driving home after a fun dinner-and-a-movie night. It was a Wednesday evening and I was heading westbound on Stark and about 20th. You: driving behind me, tailgating, honking your horn, and yelling at me out your car window. Yes, I was traveling slowly, maybe 10 mph under the speed limit and here's why: THERE WAS A FUCKING CAR IN FRONT OF ME, YOU ASSHOLE. Maybe next time you're going to be a complete dick to the car in front of you, check to see if there is a car in front of that person. It's called "traffic." Or even better: DON'T BE A DICK. Speaking of….sorry yours is so very, very, very small.