Here’s to you, Woman Who Crashed Through That Fence.
It’s a simple intersection by the beach. You either make a right, or go straight. Or, you call an audible and go with option C.
Woman, there is no option C.
I don’t know exactly why I have a weakness for women who crash into things, and I don’t care. I’m a lover, not a psychotherapist. And you are just plain psycho.