Needed groceries, and the Mrs. needed a few things. So out we went.
Driving in Los Angeles is always a bad move. It is just a never-ending chain of events that make you want to pull people out of their cars and beat them with golf clubs. Every single negative stereotype that exists of California drivers are earned by Los Angeles. Every. Single. One. And if there are any negative stereotypes that you haven't thought of yet, just go ahead and add them in presumptively.
Luckily the shops we went to are staffed by awesome people. I just wanted to kill about half the drivers on the road before we got there.
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