Today Diana and I field a call from Michael in Toronto who has a beef with people not using turning lanes properly. Look, we’ve all got to do what we can to get home safely especially if we’ve wrapped ourselves in 2000 lbs of weaponized, motorized steel. We’ve strapped a metal bomb to our stomachs and we propel ourselves through cities filled with pedestrians. And then we get stressed out when we have to wait 10 seconds for a light to turn green or for a taxi parked in a fucking bike line or a cop that just parks wherever the fuck they want. Love cops!

Call 1 437 888 3261

Love you,

Diana & J.B.