Like my brain after one too many Glenmorangie's, the sky was shrouded in fog this morning. Looking up, looking left, looking right, it was all the same. I burned my special European rear fog light to anger the drivers that follow me.
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Showoff... did your car tell you it was foggy too?
My car doesn't talk, unlike Kitt or My Mother the Car, so it didn't tell me anything about the fog.
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