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Filterin thru stationary cars ont wayyome.
Got fookin HIDS an fookin runnin lights...
They’re all movin over
Ammandinout royal thankyou waves like thiz no ter-fookin-morrer
Then – I seeyim
The Coont!
Closint lane darn sows a carnt get thru
Izz judgement’s priddigudd – eez seent sizert bike annee KNOWS accarnt get thru
Izz winderzopen anniz elbowzout – anneez watchin me inniz wingmirrer
So I rides uptowim, deddslow, like... anna STOP... ...Rite nextter thecoont
...just shortuvviz wingmirrer
I lookerdim – annee looksert me – thennee looks away
Buddeezwatchin artert cornerruvvizeye-like
So - I reach out - deddslow-like - ferriz wing mirrer – annee freeziz
At-last second I tekkoldert Birdsmirrer – and folditback –
...then ...addoot tutherside
Next – agivvim a loud "laffcoont" – (HA-HA-A-A… COONT!)...
...WITH FINGER, mind!
And ride off intert nite!
Reasons to LuvMiBird
YOW pudda fookin number onnit…!