Seems Christine doesn't like my driving. I did 90 in a 50 once. And she told mom and dad. And only now today they give me the first degree on it. Waah waah this, waah waah that, you're a fucker who runs over babies and kills people. And rather than let me stand on my merits they're just going to assume I do that everywhere.

1. If she doesn't like the way I drive then she can get her own fucking license, she's old enough.

2. If mom and dad don't like the way I drive then they can find their own fucking way home from their goddamn drinking parties.

3. They can look forward to driving me everywhere now, because now, I'm not gonna drive nowhere for anybody.


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