A Short Poem for the Genetically Challenged Driver Species:
Author: GSS138
How?
If you told me that someone could do it, I would not believe it. So how?
How?
After I pulled up right behind you and unloaded the groceries from my car.
You were standing right there in the garage looking at it.
How?
How, after a mere hour and a half later, completely sober, you were going to Zumba class, it was still daylight how?
How WOMAN?
How do you forget my 370z is parked right g0d d@mn behind you and then back right up into it!!!??!?!?!?!??!?!?
FUUCKING HOW?