Party Time

The other day I was driving behind a guy in an old Chevy S-10 pickup and he had party plates. For those of you that are out of the loop, "Party Plates" are the yellow with red letter license plates that you get after too many DUIs. So I'm behind this dick and he's driving kind of erratic. And I'm thinking, if you drive like this sober, you must really be a shitty driver when you're drunk. No wonder you get pulled over so much. And he was on his way to Speedway (gas station) just to go to the red box video rental kiosk. He was swerving through traffic to get to a dollar a day movie rental. Come to think of it, he may have been drunk then too. Plus he was looking around kinda shifty too after he got out of his car. He probably saw my white Crown Vic and got nervous. The government ought to make that fuck ride a scooter. I'll bet the slow guy at work that rides a scooter is responsible enough to drive a car, he just doesn't have the funds to get one. They should make them swap vehicles. Boo-Yah! That would be real street justice.