I just know. I'm dead and that's that. How I got here is tale of another kind. I drive, er um, drove a cab in Manhattan. We are sitting there with our thumbs up our butts.
Horns are blaring temperature gauges begin creeping up.
After a moment I spot the cause of our detainment. The drivers of all three cars are standing in the middle of the westbound lane screaming at one another. Face to face. One guy looks like a boil about ready to pop. The other, smaller guy has on an absurd checkered jacket.