This morning Bleh's husband almost ran into me with their car. I was on my side of the road, driving normally. He and Bleh were on theirs; however, there was a large bag of garbage that had rolled off the curb into the street into the middle of their lane.
What does The Husband do?
Instead of stopping, he swerved wildly into my lane while I was in it.
Thanks, Asshole. Not only can you not answer the phone, but you also can't seem to drive. The real killer? Bleh's acting like nothing happened. Wow.
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