Yikes, geezer alert! Not only did an old bag rip me a new one on the plane yesterday, but today a different crypt keeper nearly killed me on my way to work!
This one was driving a shiny new SUV with a crusty old driver’s license. Either she couldn’t see the lines in the road, or else she has forgotten what they signify.
Beeyotch nearly clipped my Beetle. What is it with old ladies?