I was recently made aware of a phenomenon that makes my blood boil: Milwaukee’s Kia Boys.
Over the past couple years, these rapscallions have been wreaking havoc on budget vehicles produced in Korea.
Thus, we are 50 times better than Korea at stealing cars.
It’s like how I drive when I play any of those car racing video games.
No idea whatsoever on how to keep things smooth.
Some guy made this video explaining it all, which is very long and boring.
But far be it for me to withhold case materials from you:
Ok. You’re up to speed.
Today, I posted this video:
Another Kia driver with no regard for human life.
A total unwillingness to play by society’s rules.
Is being an anarchist a prerequisite to driving a Kia?
When they sell you the car, do they ensure you hate humanity first?
I thought Kia was the official car of the NBA.
Exhibit A:
Sounds good Sean, thank you for your advice.
Let’s see Sean… yes, you understood the assignment.
Everyone asks “what if the person behind you had a real emergency?”
Let’s clear that up.
Then the floodgates open.
Everyone sees one person do it, and then 30 cars go by.
Every single one of them, therefore, is cutting me and adding time to my commute home.
They are preventing me from being with my family.
It does affect me.
It is my business.
If there were a real emergency, or a pregnant woman behind me, we’d know.
They’d be waving their hands frantically.
They’d jump out of the car and run up to tell me.
I’d move back in immediately and let them pass.
That is not what is happening with these people, EVER.
They are just bad people.
And someone has to stop them.
If a firetruck or ambulance comes up behind me, I’m making way.
I’m patrolling the lane.
I can hedge back in to the highway with a flick of the wrist.
It’s you people who abuse the shoulder who cause us good citizens to act this way.
You are the chicken AND the egg.
But blocking the shoulder from cutters is not everyone’s calling.
I didn’t choose this quest; the quest chose me.
Let’s make a run at be better, people.
If we all play by the rules, we all get home sooner.
