I think I may have been witness to some post-delinquent activity behavior by some adolescents earlier today. I'm driving home from work behind some dumb ass that doesn't know how to drive, all weaving in and out of traffic and braking every 15 feet. You better believe me that I was getting frustrated out of my mind and coming close to cursing at them in Tagalog. Yeah, you know someone's pretty pissed when the foreign cursing comes along. Next thing you know, we're stopped at a traffic light and the back door of their dinky little maroon Suzuki or Subaru (meh...some Japanese car) flies open and out drops a bunch of those anti-theft tags that they put on clothing. I end up passing them because those bastards can't drive. As I'm passing them, the kid driving starts flashing this big ol' wad of bills around to me and showing off. Next thing you know, the car jumps the curb and ends up running over somebody's flower bed. It's a shame too- such nice flowers. The dumb asses...