Today was a day for goddamn tailgaters. The prime example is the goat-felcher that tailgated me the last three blocks home, so he could shave off 3 seconds of drive-time. He lives in the townhome complex across the street from my condo complex. Hell, the same dog-humping condo/townhome extruder machine probably pooped out our buildings on the same damn day back in 1987 (Praise Reagan).
Glad you got home in time to get a jump on giving your dachshund its bikini wax, you clown.
I've never heard of goat-felching. Must be an Iowa thing.
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