seraphcelene | going postal and the psychology of road rage

On your right side is sharp drop off, and on your left side is an elephant traveling at the same speed as you.
Directly in front of you is a galloping kangaroo and your horse is unable to overtake it.
Behind you is a lion running at the same speed as you and the Kangaroo.
What must you do to safely get out of this highly dangerous situation?

---Get your drunk ass off the merry-go-round!

Obviously I am easily amused ...

I only wish that I could remain amused. The guy in the cubicle on the other side of mine is so loud, obnoxious and rude it makes my skin crawl. I can tolerate it for a while and they I just want to stab him in the throat with a fork. Today I had to jet over to the unit next door because I was getting so irritated.

I mean, really, dude. Why?! Just why? And could you please shut the fuck up for two seconds. Just two seconds of quiet. Of no talking, no breathing, and hey how about NOT playing the drums on your desk in between the 20 million phone calls you make per day. How about that?

So, if you guys see me in the news, don't ask questions. Just gather up the bail money and come get me. I'm sure to have an innocent by reason of insanity plea in the works.