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Today's installment of tales from America's highways brings us to a new year that is remarkably similar to roads from prior years. I bring you the tales of three such encounters from the highways of Southeastern Virginia on this the first day of 2023. Tamika Toyoduh Fuck For about a mile, Tamkia Toyoduh Fuck was on my right hand side and for the same length of time there were clearly posted signs that her lane was going to end in that amount of time.    Knowing that Toyoduh drivers are thinking impaired, I watched for her to suddenly speed up to pass me on the right and to then assume position in my lane.    Tamika Toyoduh Fuck did no such thing.   As my car was set on cruise control at the posted speed limit, she was basically now just pacing me and no longer in my review mirror but was now in clear view of the side window at the front door of a four door vehicle I was driving.    As I knew that Tamika Toyoduh Fuck was going to be merging, I just allowed her to make her move whether to slow down and to safely get behind me (as there was no one behind me for some distance) or for her to floor it and to sweep in front of me showing her prowness of Toyoduh Fuckness (the usual Toyoduh Fuck move).   Well, Tamika Toyoduh Fuck did nothing.   Her lane was really running out and while her head was up her ass, I knew that she'd soon meet Mr. Concrete Barrier and would perform much needed cosmetic surgery on her newish Toyoduh Camfuck.    Things got so hairy that I made an emergency left swing of my car into the next lane because Tamika was that close from biting the big one.    Tamika Toyoduh Fuck then just proceeded to drive like there was no care in the word and soon went back into a right hand exit lane where she removed herself from endangering anyone else on the interstate. I really wish I'd have made no move and to let her chance fate but I also didn't want my car strewn with Toyoduh shit as it disassembled into my path. Jackass Jeep Fuck Every once in a while you get a driver with the mindset that the highway is his long distance speedway and the best thing to do is to contemplate some popcorn while watching said moron just do his thing and maybe you get to see an accident in progress. This was on the return trip I had made after encountering Tamika Toyoduh Fuck and everyone was seemingly being a bit more prudent in their highway behavior.   No one but me seemed to be paying attention to the speed limit or the fact that there are known places where the State Police like to park to nab speeders. As I have a habit of doing I'm moving my eyes from mirror to mirror and through the windshield and side glass to see what motorized fucks are doing and I noticed this black late model Jeep Cherokee making motions from from lane to lane weaving in and out of obstacles to his Lordship's guaranteed path of law breaking. It was not long before Jackass Jeep Fuck was upon me.   To my left in the only other lane available was some Honduh that was more or less not speeding by as much as his Lordship was declaring as his sovereign right.   To my right was the on-ramp to the interstate that just happened to be vacant. His Lordship, Jackass Jeep Fuck, of course felt obligated by virtue in his self-placement at the top of humanity decided to swing to the right across the left lane, to my lane, and to the right on ramp all while gathering speed needed to reach Warp Five.   And with a swoosh of profound male toxicity, he found enough on-ramp to swing around me (as I let off the gas) and then Jackass Jeep Fuck proceeded to complete the trifecta of lane travel and managed to avoid the Honduh to my left as now his Lordship was in the lead and in the left. Harriet Honduh Fuck Somehow you just got to save five seconds in your life.    Who knows, you might get laid.    Who knows, you might get to meet Jesus before I do. Harriet was in a Honduh Accord and was behind me.    As noted several times, I am in the slow lane doing the speed limit because I know in Virginia we like our revenue from traffic stops.   And I was still in an area where over this hill we were climbing could be a wonderful silver Ford Explorer with State Police emblazend across its flanks.  Harriet was impatient.   She sped past me into the center of the three lanes available here and then moved to the right and got into the lane we both had and were in.   And then in a swift move, she dived for the right exit to find her lay or Church service. Harriet Honduh Fuck saved five seconds on her trip to wherever.   Oddly, in five seconds had she stayed in the lane to begin with, she could have had an effortless and smooth exit to the right without even messing up her blue hair.