In Des Moines, Iowa drivers have a very serious deficiency of skills, particularly when it comes to how to use a four-way stop sign. It isn't a terribly challenging concept, and yet, people just don't get it. When you approach a four-way stop, you stop, and then proceed when your directions are going, ie. when North-South is supposed to go you go. In Des Moines, retards ... read on

I'm getting closer with each passing day to freaking out on drivers of SUVs. The particular crime in question today is their incessant belief that they are the only people on the road, especially at corners. Every friggin' day I have to make right turns onto busy streets, with multiple lanes. Every day some asshole in a friggin' Ford Explorer, GMC Yukon, or Jeep of any ... read on

You've seen these people. Unless you are one of these people, you know exactly how freakin' annoying they are. These people get on the Interstate (Freeway) in urban areas only to get off at the very next exit. I want all of these people drug out into the Highway and shot. I hate them with a passion. I drive in the right lane, because I'm not into speeding tickets and th ... read on

This may be difficult to explain. I call them lurkers, because that is exactly what they do, they lurk... in your blindspot. Cars that are driven by retarded individuals, who through no fault of their own, enjoy being dickwads on the highways of the United States of America. These fine upstanding individuals should not be issued a license, because they are not mature enoug ... read on

Joy to the WORLD! Panhandler season is finally upon us. After all of these cold Iowa days and nights, I can finally gaze upon the "destitute" on the freeway off ramps. I love these guys. I laugh every time I see them. Not because I'm an evil bastard (which I am) but because of how lame their act is. Most of these guys are in no way destitute. They take a day off of work ... read on

I have had it up to my eyeballs with the slack-jawed yokel rubberneckers found on each and every one of America's highways and byways. I want them all to die. They slow me down when I am trying to get somewhere. Is it the first accident that they have ever had the glorious opportunity to view in person? This evening on my way home from my fine employer, there was a slow ... read on