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Monday, December 28, 2009
Crosswalks & STOP Signs
... are not "suggestions". When you see me standing at a crosswalk with the light flashing, I am not "waiting" for you to pass, but waiting for you to stop! I know you can see me and just don't give an eff because you're so incredibly important. And it's not called a "slow slightly" sign, it's a fucking STOP sign and you're meant to come to a complete STOP. I tell my mother atleast once a month that if I ever get hit by a car because the driver was at fault to sue the fucking pants off of them. I am not one of those "invincible" pedestrians, but rather someone who thinks the rules of the road are there for a reason. Learn them or get out of your fucking car and WALK somewhere.
---I'm Going to Start Taking Plates
---I'm Going to Start Taking Plates
