When you see a woman wearing sandals driving a car, it's hard to control your emotions. You call a ride-service and find out that the driver isn't just a woman but smokin' hot. You haven't had a chance to get to know yourself and your feet are already getting sore from the anticipation of seeing some sandal feet. You know it is always a toss-up right? You pull up to your driver and get in. You can't help but notice her feet. Her car is in chaos and she drives like a mad b. You keep being asked to get in your car and buckle your seatbelt. She pulls over your car and threatens to give you a bad review. She walks up to your car and opens it furiously. You tell her that she will not give you a negative review and that you can just walk the rest of your way because you are a douche. You are a rage boner and cannot be kicked out so you plead for forgiveness and offer