Dear Mr. Happy,
I am so sorry I got in the way of your Friday afternoon commute. I understand your frustration of having to wait another 2.3 seconds while I was stopped on red, blocking your right turn. Your maturity radiated as you blurred by me in a fit of rage. You should keep your Jeep Grand Cherokee; its window framed your two flying birds perfectly. You probably had a bad day. I hope your little episode provided you with a bit of stress relief. It gave me a chuckle.
Sincerely,
Your Fellow Lorena Citizen
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