Did you evey notice that when your driving and the urge hits you, and you know you only have a short time to get to a restroom, there is always that guy in front of you that is driving soooooo slow that you can watch the grass grow?? Its like all is flowing along and then that sinking feeling comes over you and out of no where, Poof, there he is, slower than a herd of turtles. He puttin along with his head bouncing like a bobblehead doll, jammin to some Perry Como tune or something. Your back there all clinched up so tight your eyes are blurred. Talking to him does not help either. Your like, geeeeez come onnnn, turn, turn off, pleassssssssse turn . And then you see that signal come on. Ohhh boy,,turn,lets go, now,,turn, and he makes that slowwwwww motion ease off the road that takes just long enough for a car waiting at the stop sign to pull out in front of you before you can get past.. Guess what ,,,the guy that just pulled out ,,,yep,, its his brother. " CRAP." you say "Nooo don't crap"..just a few more miles, Then you start doing that breathing thing that they do in child birth. Whew, whew whew, just a little further, theres my turn, no no, hes turning there too,,,,,,,,,"CRAP.
If we would read the secret history of our enemies,we would find in each mans life sorrow and suffering enough to disarm all hostility.