Priceless!

On our way to the premiere party last night, Jess and I were sitting in traffic on Wilshire Blvd. You know, that horrible part where Santa Monica and Wilshire meet and all hell breaks loose? Well, apparently they put traffic cops out there to deal with the rush hour madness. Clearly we weren't moving fast enough for the chicks behind us because they just kept laying on the horn. Of course, I flipped them off and the traffic cop must have seen me because right before the next light change he comes up to me and chats about the idiots who are honking. He looks at them and says "Oh, he's gonna have to wait." (Obviously he didn't get a good look at them because they were very much the typical "primped" stupid LA chicks). And true to his word, after the light changed, we went and he stopped them for no reason. They just had to sit there and wait. Jess said the looks on their faces were priceless. Sometimes Karma really is a bitch.