Monday’s bus stop observation:
I saw a long white late-model Lincoln come rolling by, belching hydrocarbons and swerving in his lane. The front license plate had a big black “W” on it with “Waylon” written in outlaw script underneath. The back bumper had the typical “W-The President’ sticker emblazoned proudly.
I couldn’t exactly make it out through the tinted windows, but I’m pretty sure the driver was punching a puppy and strangling a kitten.