Backseat Driver

Yesterday Angela and I went to run a couple of errands. Well, ok, she wasn't sitting in the back, she was in front next to me. Anyway, a car in front of us slowed down, causing Angela to blurt out, "C'mom yady! Where's your signal?"

While I was trying not to laugh, she then hollers, "Hey yady! It's the pedal on da right!"

I don't think Angela will ever be able to drive, road rage would be too big a risk!