Dear Mister Lexus, use your signal lights!

Hey, you with the vanity plate proclaiming your ownership of one fine car:

Use your damn signal lights when changing lanes or making turns.

And this might be a good hint for you too: Those red lights are pretty important. You are supposed to stop. Really.

Yeah, that's right. We followed you for awhile with our beatup old '93 Cougar.

True. We were shaking our manly fist at you.

You couldn't hear us? Probably because you had your CD surround stereo pumped up, and your cell phone to your elegaic, sophisticated ear. We'd be glad to repeat ourselves.

"It's too bad a dumbass like that owns such a damn fine car."

That is all.