Interesting... I used to know a girl called Jenny who would use the horn, wipers, even indicators for you! She was lovely, but an annoying passenger. Personally i hate it when someone slams s door while there is another door open - thus making the slam 10x worse because there’s no cushion of air to slow it
I hate The Back Seat Driver! This mystical douche will loom over your shoulder while riding in the passenger seat, and proceed to give instructions on how to drive, and how your doing it wrong. The back seat driver ladies and gentleman has no boundaries, and can get you as angry as the hulk in a blink of eye. You've been warned.
Comments (14)
One of the women from our office once ate a bowl of cornflakes in my Ferrari. She’s now buried in one of those ‘police patrol vehicles only’ lay-bys.
I now know never to eat cornflakes in your Ferrari. What I plan to do with this information I do not know
Get rid of the Ferrari and get back into a Dacia Sandero
Interesting... I used to know a girl called Jenny who would use the horn, wipers, even indicators for you! She was lovely, but an annoying passenger. Personally i hate it when someone slams s door while there is another door open - thus making the slam 10x worse because there’s no cushion of air to slow it
I hate The Back Seat Driver! This mystical douche will loom over your shoulder while riding in the passenger seat, and proceed to give instructions on how to drive, and how your doing it wrong. The back seat driver ladies and gentleman has no boundaries, and can get you as angry as the hulk in a blink of eye. You've been warned.
I’d be livid if someone beeped my horn on my behalf. Totally understandable (even though they all are)
Then there’s the cocky passenger, who tells you it’s “all clear left”. Seconds later as you attempt to pull out, they add... “err, tell a lie”