It seems that every time I drive anywhere nowadays I see this disgusting act occur at least once.
You pull up to a red light and there are 4-5 cars in front of you. One particularly classy man in a parked car opens his door. Hmm, you think, his door must need re-closing or perhaps his wife farted? No, no, no! Suddenly and without warning, you see him spit a quarter size wad of nose poo onto the cement. Very swank. Very dashing. Is it any wonder that this chic gentleman is womanless and is driving a black Trans am?
I am tired of this repugnant habit. I don't want to see it anymore. Keep your slobber in your own mouth while I wait for the light to turn green. That is the end of my State Street spittoon rant. Have a great Labor Day weekend everyone