#TRAFFIC

[fynchfire]

Life series/Hermitcraft incorrect quotes

Grian: So I have made the decision to trust you. Scar: A horrible decision, really.

[de-salva]

TRAFFIC - Live ... Woodstock '94

[dreaminginthedeepsouth]

HOW TO DRIVE IN ATLANTA:

1. You must first learn to pronounce the city name, Atlana. Old-timers are still allowed to call it Alana.

2. The morning rush hour is from 5:00 am to noon. The evening rush hour is from noon to 7:00 pm. Friday's rush hour starts on Thursday morning.

3. The minimum acceptable speed on I-285 is 80 mph. On I-75 and I-85, your speed is expected to at least match the highway number. Anything less is considered 'Wussy'.

4. Forget the traffic rules you learned elsewhere. Atlanta has its own version of traffic rules. For example, Ferraris and Lamborghinis owned by sports stars go first at a four-way stop. Cars/trucks with the loudest muffler go second. The trucks with the biggest tires go third. The HOV lanes are really designed just for the slow Floridians passing through who are used to hogging the left lane everywhere.

5. If you actually stop at a yellow light or stop sign, you will be rear ended, cussed out, and possibly shot. Unless there is a police car nearby.

6. Never honk at anyone. Ever. Seriously. It's another offense that can get you shot.

7. Road construction is permanent and continuous. Detour barrels are moved around for your entertainment pleasure during the middle of the night to make the next day's driving a bit more exciting. Generally, city roads other than the main streets have more potholes and bumps (usually speed bumps) than most dirt roads in the countryside.

8. Watch carefully for road hazards such as drunks, ladders, possums, skunks, dogs, barrels, cones, furniture, cats, mattresses, shredded tires, squirrels, rabbits, and crows.

9. Be aware that spelling of street names may change from block to block, e.g., Clairmont, Claremont, Clairmonte.

10. If someone actually has their turn signal on, wave them to the shoulder immediately to let them know it has been “accidentally activated”.

11. If you are in the left lane and only driving 75 in a 55-65 mph zone, k, e.g., you are considered a road hazard and will be “flipped off” accordingly. If you return the flip, you'll be shot.

MOST IMPORTANT: If you get LOST, Look for a road named PEACHTREE... Then you are somewhere in Atlanta.

Source by Brittany Egly

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Note: This post is in honor of "holy week" as it is god's actual truth with zero embellishment. god bless.

[anasabdin]

Peanut

[oakyadair]

something about the way etho types in chat is so endearing

[starcrossedandstupid]

This is what true love is. Just btw

[great-and-small]

I was stuck in bumper to bumper traffic today and looked up to see some strangely inspiring dirty truck finger graffiti

Was kind of deeply meaningful to me tbh

[leahberman]

valley girl; studio city, california

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[scipunk]

Angel Cop (1989)

[nightvaleofficial]

[mapsontheweb]

Legal left hand turns at red lights state by state.

[pixel8or]

[srwbry-minecraft]

New Pearl design!🌘🔮✨

[olailamajnoon]

The Batmobile is stuck in traffic.

Dick: what the hell. I remember when we used to zoom past these babies. Now we're moving at three miles an hour?!!

Bruce: get used to it.

The Batmobile inches forward amid traffic lights and horns.

Tim: it's due to the population explosion and the abandoned construction projects. I wrote a paper on — AAAEEEE!!

Dick and Bruce immediately turn in alarm to the back seat, where Damian and Jason have pinned Tim between them and are poking him with pencils.

Bruce: Damian! Stop stabbing Tim with a pencil.

Damian: Father, tell Drake to return my sandwiches.

Tim: I can't return them you moron, I ate them and they were great. Just to let you know.

Damian: They were truffle and foie gras sandwiches from my private stash!

Tim: And they were delicious. Every bite. Even the crusts...AAAAEEEE!!

Bruce, turning around: Enough, Damian! Jason, you're not being a good role model for your brother.

Jason: you always tell me to lead by example. *pokes Tim again*

Tim: save me Bruce. *sniffles*

Meanwhile people are taking videos of the Batmobile, leaning out of their car windows and doors, holding up their phones. Stephanie flips them off while Dick waves.

Stephanie: What is it with some people.

Jason: They're peasants. Weak-minded leftovers of evolution, clinging to the illusion of safety in their tin cans on wheels. Prey. Otherwise called "civilians".

They all turn to look at him.

Jason: what? They're flimsy, soft creatures. I am their nightmare.

Dick: You’re stuck in traffic, Jay.

They moved ahead a little bit, then stopped again. A random driver decided he would have some fun.

Hey, Bat-dorks! Use your grappling hooks or something!

Stephanie: That's it. I’m giving him the bird for all of us.

Damian: Father I do not believe the word "dork" is a complimentary term in this context. He deserves to be taught a lesson.

Jason: Let's grapple his bumper.

Bruce: No.

Dick: you know what, I miss the days of the Bat-packs. It's what I call—

Tim, Damian, Stephanie and Jason, chorus: The Bat-jetpack. We know.

Dick: I wonder what happened to them.

Tim: They just disappeared one day, didn't they? From the cave?

Bruce: Things don't just disappear. Alfred happens to them.

Stephanie: *wipes sweat off her forehead* I'd kill Damian for a jetpack right about now.

Damian: I'd kill you for free.

Bruce: No one's killing anyone. I just got these seats re-upholstered.

Tim: *grabs pencil in his hand like a weapon, brandishing it at Damian* I'll pay for my damages.

Bruce: Is this what my kids are like all the time?

Dick: *pats Bruce on the shoulder awkwardly* The traffic has made them feral, Bruce.

[viejospellejos]

Game over