At The Age For Road Rage

| Related | May 9, 2013

(I drive my nine-year-old son to and from his special needs school every weekday, which is about one hour from our house. The traffic can be quite heavy, but he is usually too busy with his Nintendo to notice. On this particular drive, the driver in the next lane dives into mine. It appears he will hit my car.)

Me: *gasps*

(I hit the breaks and horn.)

Son: “Road hog! You tell ’em, mommy! Honk your horn!”

(His special school? It’s for speech therapy. I guess it’s working!)

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