Dennis Miller once complained about getting stuck behind some slowly creeping car driven by some old lady with the belt of her coat hanging out the door. She was driving so slowly, he felt like getting out of his car, running up to her car, stomping on her belt, smacking her head into the window, and yelling, “Aunt BEE, pick it UP, let’s GO! I got a LIFE to lead, Cha-cha!”
Dennis Miller once complained about getting stuck behind some slowly creeping car driven by some old lady with the belt of her coat hanging out the door. She was driving so slowly, he felt like getting out of his car, running up to her car, stomping on her belt, smacking her head into the window, and yelling, “Aunt BEE, pick it UP, let’s GO! I got a LIFE to lead, Cha-cha!”