Dear Statie Who Gave Me A Speeding Ticket: You wish you were as hot as Marky Mark

And you look like a floppy eared bulldog who was spayed at an early age. I'm sure lurking in tunnels off of the MA Pike, stalking confused drivers leaving the airport, and "pulling them over" by standing on the shoulder and stepping out in front of their car (What kind of education are these people required to have anyway? Isn't one of the first things we are taught as wee tikes in modern western civilization, to look both ways before crossing the street and to never step out in front of a moving car?!?) makes you go home with a warm and fuzzy feeling in your heart each and every night. I am sure you must feel an overwhelming sense of patriotic accomplishment and true unabashed fulfillment with your life's chosen work. (and don't think I didn't see you staring at my bra-less tits either - perv!) But, next time you feel compelled to harass us drivers from the fine state of Massachusetts and take our money for the pockets of ignorant, overpaid, obese, corrupt, slovenly bureaucrats, please, please, PLEASE! Take a few steps more out into that right lane when someone is speeding towards you.