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Hey Dumbass!

We’ve all seen it, hell, most of us have done it.

Driving along, head bobbing back and forth between the road and your phone.


But I’m not like everyone else, I’m good at it.

No. You’re. Not.

I only do it at stop signs/stop lights.

That’s like saying you’re only an axe murderer on the weekend.

Here are some scary statistics for all you assholes who think they’re above the law. (Don’t worry, I’m one too)

Last year 25% of car accidents involved cell phone.

In case you were wondering that’s 1.3 million car crashes.

Sending or receiving a text takes your attention away from the road for an average of 5 seconds.

If you’re traveling 55 mph that equals driving the length of a football field without looking at the road.

You are 23 times more likely to crash while texting.

So how do we stop?

Some smarty pants in Belgium came up with this solution.

Wales took a more graphic approach with this super intense PSA.

Take a look at your last text message.

Was it actually important?

Was it worth risking your life for?

Don’t be a dumbass.

Take the pledge.

I am. Will you?

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The daily commute or why every time you hit the brakes, I’d like to hit your face.

Do you get road rage?

 I’m beginning to think the intensity and frequency with which I am irate behind the wheel is unhealthy. The lack of public transportation in Connecticut and Western Mass means there is no (or very few) alternatives to driving myself to work each day.

Among the things that make me want to slap you so hard your future children feel it are; driving in the left lane while going 50 mph, driving in the left lane if you are not traveling faster than the person in the middle lane, driving in the left lane if you aren’t attempting to pass someone, pretty much driving in the left lane should be my own personal privilege (with a few exceptions for those who understand the purpose of the left lane) and please do not get me started on why two lane highways should be banned from everywhere, forever.

People who are incapable of using a direction should be damned to the seventh level of hell. How am I supposed to know you were trying to turn left into oncoming traffic if you don’t use your blinker?! I don’t know about the backwards state you learned to drive in, but here in CT when you need to turn on your windshield wipers you also turn on your G.D. headlights! Oh you got in an accident because your car wasn’t visible in all that fog and rain – I wonder why?? What makes your blood boil behind the wheel?

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