When I leave my home street, (on my bicycle,) I have to make a left hand turn. This means that I don’t proceed through the intersection until it’s safe, and I turn from the middle of the lane. My bike also has blinking turn signals, because people are dumb and don’t understand hand signals for turns. I had one of my neighbors behind me honking and screaming at me because I wasn’t turning fast enough for her liking. I screamed at her that I wasn’t turning until it was safe, and she could eat my ass. Then I got off my bike in the middle of the road and proceeded to dance the running man for 30 seconds before getting back on to attempt my left hand turn again. Fuck cars and the people that drive them.
When I leave my home street, (on my bicycle,) I have to make a left hand turn. This means that I don’t proceed through the intersection until it’s safe, and I turn from the middle of the lane. My bike also has blinking turn signals, because people are dumb and don’t understand hand signals for turns. I had one of my neighbors behind me honking and screaming at me because I wasn’t turning fast enough for her liking. I screamed at her that I wasn’t turning until it was safe, and she could eat my ass. Then I got off my bike in the middle of the road and proceeded to dance the running man for 30 seconds before getting back on to attempt my left hand turn again. Fuck cars and the people that drive them.
Yes, sure. And everyone clapped. And your name: Albert Einstein. And all that.