You know, the entire irritating episode could have been avoided if, instead of speeding up when you saw my blinker going, you had simply let me in. You see, I was trying to follow my mom somewhere, and if I had gotten behind you, my view would have been obstructed by your obviously-meant-to-compensate-for-something, bohemoth of a vehicle. Instead of letting me in after my blinker had been on for a few minutes and I was not getting behind you, you kept right on trying to prevent me from getting in, so yes, you fuck, I did cut in front of you. And you had the fucking audacity to flash your lights at me? You son of a bitch, take your ego and shove it up your ass, and it's so fucking large I'm sure it'll cause a blockage, which I would find incredibly amusing.
sweetly yours,
the girl in the pontiac, which could outrun your gas-guzzling monstrosity any day of the week thank you very much.