Not Much, But Something

While driving to school today, the guy in the car ahead of me was really getting into his music. It was great! I mean, he was finger-snapping and shaking his head and he was really really into it (he had to be listening to swing or jazz). I laughed merrily and that was nice, especially since I was five minutes late to class and road construction was terrible and usually I turn into a green monster in road construction but dancing-man made me smile, so I just sat there nicely instead of plotting the deaths of my fellow motorists (I just plot, I would never implement).

Well, I have said enough sir and I'd appreciate it if you would keep your hands to yourself! Good day!