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Here's a thought I needed to get off my chest: Fuck the fucking Bay Bridge. At random times well outside of rush hour, you can sit there for up to and including an hour or more. Why? Beach traffic, poorly timed construction, some asshole enjoying the view of the Chesapeake Bay--the reasons are myriad.

Like Saturday afternoon, for instance. I understand that a bunch of people who elected not to live near the beach nonetheless go there every fucking weekend. They often go Thursday or Friday. And yet traffic is still fucking terrible on Saturday, I guess because some people just opt to go for Saturday night and Sunday. Assholes.

Anyway, as I waited as hour to get through the toll--and there are about fucking 12 lines for them but it still takes that long--I marveled at how even after people got through the tolls and there was no reason for traffic to start and stop, it did. Then I finally got throught the toll. Then I didn't marvel, I was pissed off. Everybody has merged into two lanes across the bridge. The traffic should move fine. But it doesn't.

My only guess is that Otis Fucking Redenbacher and Colonel Sanders are driving neck and neck at 15 mph at the front, braking periodically. There's no other logical explanation. When they get off the bridge, they pull a u-turn, go back east across it, get in line again and do the whole thing over again. Shitheads.

Then the governor introduces a slogan "Keep your cool and pace your space." Here's a better slogan: Fuck everybody else and FUCK THE FUCKING BRIDGE. BUILD ANOTHER ONES, ASSHOLES, WE NEED MORE FUCKING LANES. I think it's a better slogan, at least.


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