I'm sometime reminded
of being an ahole.

A good friend
of mine once
told me

You know of
a true friend
when they can
call you
an ahole

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I had seen him
before, scared,
covering his mouth
pulling on the
leash of his dog.

I somehow felt
scared of him
as he was scared
of me almost
running him
over

Later that day
at the gas station

You live
on that road?
Yeah
You've been
driving quite
fast

Oh, yeah
Of course
you notice
me now
that I'm
driving
an Audi

And boom!
there it was
the asshole move

I wonder if
I have a asshole
car too?

At least
I can stop
driving
so damn fast

...

A couple days later
I see the guy
at the gas station

I didn't realize
he was all tattoed
wearing a big knife
on his belt

I go to see the guy

Hey, you're the guy
that told me I was
driving too fast?

Yeah why?

Well, I was kind of
an asshole when
I replied to you

Yeah you were

Well, sorry,
I'll try to
drive slower...

He was a bit
confused, babbled
things about wearing
a hi-visibility vest
I don't think
he was expecting
this...