It takes a Special Kind of Creep...

...to stop at a red light, roll down his window, and yell obscentities at a young mother standing with her baby, waiting to cross the street.

Blech. Random assholes hollering "How much-a you suck my deeek?" at me is distasteful enough, but you know, when I'm standing there with my kid, that takes it to a whole new level of rotten.

Nothing else to say, I guess. Just... blech.