Six-thirty AM, I'm back in line for San Onofre Surf Beach addmission line, which is worse than yesterday if you can believe that. Nine AM I'm still in the nonmoving line. Guess who drives up in his custom candy apple white van, sporting a disabled blue placard, filled with 4th of July comatose celebrants screaming at the Park Ranger to let them in. With the line 150 cars long, the handicapped placard swaying in the breeze, THEBIGKOOK drives his TEAMBIGKOOK right in. This is the straw that broke the camel's back. I'm getting outta' here.
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