Your Husband Drives Real Fast.


So. If you are the kind of creep who acts inappropriately toward married women with kids* and who goes to your job to look for “babes,” maybe you are also the kind of fucking asshole who insults people’s driving and does so when they aren’t around to punch you in your ugly fucking face.

Apparently, this little prick has a problem with the way that I drive and felt the need to bother my wife with it. Sorry I scared you, Little Dude. Next time, just jump in front of the car, and it’ll all be over soon. Sissy.

*More on this later, as this was not my intended introduction to Bradford McDick.

(Caran d’Ache Blackwood on Field Notes Redblooded edition paper.)