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It really puts me in a bad mood when I am going to the bank in the middle of the day and all the house wife's decide to do there daily shopping in there huge-fuck 5 gallon per mile burning SUV's and they don't have any idea of perception...What the hell why don't they make you take a special test to drive those things! It's just as bad as a skinny bean-pole gawky pre-teen carrying around a purse bigger than the entire upper-half of there body and taking up the whole isle at the store while simultaneously knocking over everything she passes. Ughh I have too many pet-peeves...or maybe there are just too many dumb people out there...

On the positive side
I found the perfect tank today at zara & got it in black of course...