How To Build An Automatic High Pressure Xanax Sprayer

We all know that drivers are cutthroat scoundrels. These days everyone drives "offensively" - not allowing someone to merge lanes, glaring angrily, tailgating so close it could count as sodomy - all that stuff. Driving has really turned into a "I'm number one" kinda deal. No one respects anyone else, or cares about anyone else or his/her well-being. You know what I mean? I regularly see people that get so violent and angry on the roads I almost wish there was some kind of automatic Xanax sprayer in the carwash that could settle everyone down.

But the paradox is this: There is only one time when drivers exhibit any kind of respect or solidarity for each other. And, of course, it's the strangest and perhaps most wrong time to do so. Can you guess it?

Imagine driving along and seeing a car approaching in another direction. What does that car do? He/she flashes his high beams in case you are speeding - there's a radar trap up ahead.

So we only care about our fellow man when the Five-O is involved, I guess.

Sigh. So much for solidarity and all my pinko-hippy yang.