"Hummer, Hummer, Burning Bright!"
Squat and ugly blood-red Hummer bearing down on me, that rack of lights above your cab, could they be for spotting me? Brother to the helicopter gunship and the tank, you're hogging your lane, hogging mine. Could it be you're pulling rank? And perched up there, controllng all, is tiny woman on a... Sign in to see full entry.