Open Letter To The Masshole*

To the Masshole who sped up in the lane on my right, after I put on my directional, in order to prevent me from getting out of the way of the impatient gas hog in the Chevy Suburban riding my ass: Fuck off. All things considered, the folks around these parts are pretty polite. When in Troy, do as the Trojans do — and leave your ill-mannered behavior at the Massachusetts border, thank you very much. And you were in such a hurry, Mr. Douchey McMasshole, you probably didn't even notice that I passed you about one mile up the road.

* Term (Massachusetts + asshole) courtesy of Bostonian Mike.