More of the same

I wasn't overly creative with my choice of profanities the other day, was I?

I'm afraid, today, *might* not be as creative either.

Meh.

I was on my way to work yesterday, listening to the radio and enjoying the beautiful breeze blowing in from my open van windows.

Open window.  Warm weather in March.  PURE BLISS.

There it came, flying off of the back of a semi trailer.  A tire.  Rolling, bouncing, flying.

Awe.  FUCK.  (see? more of the same).

It's flying right towards me.  Shit.

Do I speed up?  Do I break?

BAM.

Mother.Fucker. (a variation of the same)

Wake is tonight, Funeral tomorrow.  Hope you all have a wonderfully SAFE weekend.