I don’t get road rage, but I do get grocery store rage. RAGE.

I SEE YOU, dude with 30 individual packages of candy, bacon, and baby food!  Thirty is more than ten, dickhead.  Go away.

PS: I hope that dude had a baby and wasn’t just too lazy to chew.  I keep picturing him at home, sucking strained ham through a straw like a horrible, meaty, room-temperature shake.  Excuse me, I have to go cry now.