An open letter to the man who tried to kill me on the highway this morning:

Dear Napoleon Complex,

I understand the fact the your penis is roughly the size of my pinky finger has probably caused you a lot of pain in your life. However, don’t let the fact that your inability to satisfy a woman has driven you to the brink of suicide cause you to bring others down with you. When you cut me off in your H2 and forced me to slam on my breaks and scream, your car sped off into the distance like a glimmering testament to your intense need to compensate. Please get some therapy, or maybe just get some. Otherwise it’s only a matter of time before you succeed in killing someone.As for me, I will be busy devoting my attention to men who know both how to take care of a woman and how to drive.

Fuck you,