So I was zipping down the 101 the other day…minding my own business, as usual.  Not a care in the world, etc.  Probably listening to some fantastic music too (since I am fantastic, and fantastic people listen to fantastic music).

Then I see a car zoom by me in lane number 1 (for those that don’t know: that is the lane closest to the center divider/wall).  I really didn’t get a good look of who was in the car, or anything like that, but there was something that caught my eye.  This set off all kinds of internal alarms, and I think I went into caveman mode.

Driving along in lane number 1 was some girl, with her windows down, and her long hair just flying all over the place in the wind.  There wasn’t a moments hesitation – I just bolted to see what this girl looked like.  Something about that long hair, flowing in the wind…it was mezmorizing.

I’m sure my fellow penis-wielders experience similar moments of losing their rational capacity.  For whatever biological reason, long hair flowing in the wind does it for me.

It also might be the fact that she was fucking FLYING when she zommed by me.  Speeding is Jeff-approved as well.  It is also worthy to note that I never caught up with her…she exited 2 or 3 exits after she passed me, and even with my pro-level bob-and-weave skillz (yes, with a Z)…the ol’ Maxima was no match for her whip (whip lol).

So what did we learn today?…