Copied from my MySpace blog. Originally posted September 15, 2006.
I used to have a blog where, among other things, I did a semi-regular thing called "Firing Squad Friday" where I nominated a group of people I hate to be put in front of a firing squad. The site that hosted that free blog disapeared suddenly, so the blog is gone. But trust me, it was hilarious.
There was one group of people who were mentioned on that blog who I think should be discussed again. They are the premature honkers. If you are one of these people, I hate you.
Sitting at a red light, behind someone. Hand hovering over the horn. The light is red. Red. Red. Red. Red. Gr..HONK!!!!
FUCK OFF! I can see that it's green. It's been green for about a third of a second! GET YOUR FUCKING HAND OFF OF THE HORN! I'm going! Sorry it took me two thirds of a second to react.
If I could pick a fate for these assholes, it would be that they spend eternity sitting at an intersection behind my Uncle George, who has fallen asleep at the wheel waiting for the light to change again.