But first some a*****e makes an illegal left turn in front of me and I have to slam on my brake and then he just gives me a look when I blast my horn at him.

Then, dad took offense that mom said she didn't like the kid of bread he'd been picking up, so when I asked when what kind he likes so I could grab that too he tells me to just get the kind mom wanted and stick it up my a**. I mean, ******** really? You know I don't like getting stuck on food and grocery runs and I can easily grab your s**t too you take it out on me? =_=

Think I got the kind he likes anyway too. Hope the a*****e chokes on it.