Several other drivers--save a selection who receive more choice names--instantly become homies when I talk to them from behind the wheel.
"Whatcha doin' there, homie? Let's pick a lane. There ya go."
"Homie! Watch it!"
Sometimes the homies are nice, such as when one lets me over:
Anyone else experience this phenomenon? Are you sharing the road with bros? Punks? Friends?
Until next time, homies. See ya out there on the road. And please remember to hold your lane, and let the other homies over.