[unstable bob gable]

So I'm coming home from work tonight, hammer down on Rt 287 in the fast lane, rocking the Caddy at about 80MPH. All of a sudden I come up on a dayum 80s-ish big azz Buick doing about 63, hogging up the fast lane. I move up close, won't get over. I blow my horn, won't get over. I would flash my high beams, but they don't work. So, I let out a string of curses, then when I get my chance I dump over to the middle lane to pass this azz. When I get up along side of him I look over, and I swear to God, a friggin' corpse was driving that car! The dood had to be at least 175 years old, and in the glow from the dashboard lights he looked REAL scary! I hope that guy was driving straight to a grave yard or funeral home!