Wipe Your Feet
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Hey, I get it. You're busy. Can't let shit get in your way for one second. Always on the go. Unfortunately, my car was in the way of your midnight bravado, because apparently you thought it'd be rad as shit to walk up on the hood, roof, and over my entire car. Still, I get it. You're busy. The only thing I'm hung up on is why you couldn't have wiped your dirty-ass shoes prior to Fred Astairing up my automobile? Who wipes shoes? Nobody? Who walks on cars? Dick nobodies. —Wipe Your Feet