If ever I decide to build a career in the automobile industry, my first mission will be to install pre-recorded expletives into a car's horn. The monotonous blare of the existing horn is just too inadequate for verbalising your rage towards the moron who just swerved into your lane. Imagine it; the next time you're stuck in a congestion and some smarty pants decides to cruise along the bus lane before trying to cut back into the lane in front of you, you toot the horn and instead of the usual "BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP!!!!!!!!", you get a "OEI KANASAI SIAM ZHI PENG LAH!!!!". And when there are a bunch of hooligans who decide that it is more fun to walk on the road instead of on the pavement 50cm away, you can toot the horn and scare them with a booming "GET OFF THE ROAD, JACKASS!!!". Very satisfying indeed.

Driving isn't so fun after all, although it does automatically elevate your social status to being the coolest among all your friends.

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1:51 PM