Dear horn-honking, minivan-driving dad:
I know you thought that if you honked your horn, that car at the front of the line would realize that the green arrow was all his and stop holding up the turn lane. But seriously dude? You were five cars behind him. There’s no way the front driver heard you. The [...]
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