“I’m a fucking truck. You can’t drive like that around me. I don’t know what I’m doing, bruh! We might both die, bruhhhh!” I can only imagine the horror of my passenger and the peaceful pedestrians as I scream this out my window. For reals though, it’s wild out in Hollywood: models on scooters. Pot holes. cars doing two lane changes. the occasional homeless zombie that walks into traffic. I’m out there in a fucking truck. Lone trash can obstructing my way which I might have ran over. To be fair! it was blocking the street, and I was tired.