I laugh at you, ha ha

The gray '97 Ford Ranger turns onto the northbound residential street, and from half a block away a brand new red Chevy Tahoe SUV comes up behind. Despite the snow, the big bad truck bears down menacingly, tailgating the pickup to make a statement. They both have to stop at the next intersection, and the buzz-cut in the heavy Chevy glowers beneath his baseball cap at the gray ponytail in the Ranger.

It's Tuesday in Methodistville, so the garbage trucks are out, and there's one stopped across from a parked car halfway down the next block, leaving just enough space for the gray Ford to pass through with inches to spare on each side, leaving big red Chevy Tahoe-man pulled off to the curb waiting for the street to clear sufficiently for his attitude to continue up the narrow street.