One Way? Psshhht!

Ok, I promise I am a really good driver. In fact, I would even go as far as to say I'm an excellent driver. And this isn't even me being arrogant. I even have stories to prove it. This is one such story. Like for real, be ready to be amazed because this entire post is just a big pot of sexual driving.

It all starts on the day I was to go get my license. Everybody was trying to make me extremely nervous but I knew I would be ok because after all, I was the BEST driver I knew. (notice how I bolded, underlined, italicized, AND capitalized it for emphasis) I showed up at the testing site and started to wait. The only thing I was nervous about is that everyone had always mentioned how mean the lady that gave the tests was. As I was waiting, I kept wondering if they were just trying to work my nerves up or if the lady really was Satan's offspring.

(this isn't really me)