Traffic

I spent more than an hour today driving around trying to get the Fiendling to take a nap. He wasn’t having it. I ended up in King of Prussia. At the fucking mall. Where I walked and walked and walked trying to get the Fiendling to take a nap. Again, he wasn’t having it. The child hasn’t taken a decent nap since Friday. By decent I mean more than 25 minutes. I might lose my mind if this nap strike doesn’t end soon.
While I drove I didn’t actually hit any traffic, but if I did, I would have written something like

…And then the guy cut me off in traffic! I rolled down my window and yelled “The Codes will fuck your shit up motherfucker!” He had no idea what I was talking about, so I asked him, “You ever suck cock for cash? I bet The Codes have!”