Every morning I drive to work on a busy highway. Every morning I see people dumping their still-smoldering cigarette butts out their window and I just want to shake them and say,
"HEY! PICK THAT DISGUSTING THING UP! I DON'T MIND IF YOU WANT TO POUR TOXINS INTO YOUR OWN BODY AND SHORTEN YOUR OWN LIFE! BUT MY KIDS ARE GOING TO HAVE TO LIVE IN THE WORLD YOU'RE USING AS AN ASHTRAY! I DON'T CARE IF YOU THINK SO LITTLE ABOUT YOURSELF, BUT WOULD YOU MIND SPARING THE EARTH FROM YOUR SELF-ABSORBED DEATH WISH?!"
Then I go back to my commute. One of these days, though...one of these days...
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Commute?
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