That first cartoon really rings a bell with me. I use to frequent a place where there was always someone there (usually the same person) who continually carried a chip on his shoulder and did everything he could to try a pick a fight with any unsuspecting patron. He finally met his match in an untimely way when after leaving one evening he pulled in front of an oncoming 18-wheeler who could not stop. Pretty much all that was left of him was a greasy spot on the highway.
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That first cartoon really rings a bell with me. I use to frequent a place where there was always someone there (usually the same person) who continually carried a chip on his shoulder and did everything he could to try a pick a fight with any unsuspecting patron. He finally met his match in an untimely way when after leaving one evening he pulled in front of an oncoming 18-wheeler who could not stop. Pretty much all that was left of him was a greasy spot on the highway.