. . . because I'm having waaaay too much fun with this Shakespeare insult generator.
Thou dankish toad-spotted lout!
Thou puking fly-bitten gudgeon!
Thou lumpish tickle-brained flax-wench!
If no one obliges me by being rude on the road, I'll save myself for the louts/gudgeons/flax-wenches who leave their grocery carts smack in the middle of a parking spot.
Yes, that is my pet peeve. If you are able-bodied, your cart should go into the corral. Rain does not excuse you! Because, you know, then I have to get out of my car in the rain and MOVE your cart to pull into the spot.
Thou mewling idle-headed flap-dragon!
On a brighter note, Kelly Fineman will be posting about Shakespeare the entire month of June.