I am a person who cusses in traffic. My dad taught me to cuss in traffic and I love the words he taught me. I cannot type them here, because this is a family blog and I don't know if children read it or not. However, I am sure that anyone who knows my dad, knows the words I have been taught. He was a sailor, after all!
Today, there were two instances where I used bad language during rush hour. The first was when a large GMC Denali vehicle got very close to my bumper before moving over one lane to pass me. There was no need for this close-up and it made me mad. I said, "What the he** are you doing, you a**h*le!?!?!?!" Of course, Benjamin was in the car with me (Murphy's Law and all) and he cracked up laughing. And I mean REALLY cracked up. He always laughs when I get mad in traffic and sometimes will tell me to just chill out...and then *I* start laughing because he shows me how stupid it is to get mad in traffic. So he's laughing, I'm laughing, and then he starts to imitate this commercial that tore me up on Saturday night. Have you seen the new Geico commercial about the woodchucks chucking wood? If not, you MUST go here to see it: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DjGwusHrOtk
So he's imitating the old man in this commercial and I start laughing so hard that tears are coming out of my eyes. I had to make him stop, otherwise I might have hit someone. Then we'd all have been cussing.