Oh, speaking of swearing, I was driving, and this person cut me off. Well, my windows were down and I was having a bad day. Lets just say I was a wee bit pissed. And was kinda loud. The guy who cut me off leaned out his window, looked at me, stared at me while I glared at him, then shook his head and laughed.
Why is it 5:30 in the morning? Hugs? Anyone?