dancing drivers unite!

So maybe some people are natural born haters. You can't do it like me! Maybe they think I'm a lunatic. Should they be afraid? No sir. Maybe they don't like my car. Or my bass exuding from my windows. All I know is, I'm tired of people staring at me when I'm dancing and driving in my car! Everyone morning, I crank on my Beyonce "Green Light" song or something similar that makes me drive fast and dance hard. And I think I scared one too many folks in traffic this morning. [Ahem. White people.] They act like they don't play the drums on the steering wheel! Traffic goes a lot faster when you've got good tunes on. Coming from someone who used to sit in one-hour traffic, inching to school every Monday and Thursday afternoon. And I can't help it if my hips like the beat. I shall not back down! Dancing Drivers Unite! Everybody else, smoke your cigarette, and stay in your own car! Undo that mood!

And another thing: All you "older" men who think whistling or saying, "Sang gurl!" or something in my open window is going to induce a reaction, try again. I turn up my music louder and take off when that light turns green, still dancing. You shall not enter my bubble. Perv.