The epitome of the Pennsylvania highway disaster. Always jammed with cars, carrying dumbass Philadelphians, that slow to a crawl to look a piece of tire, or dead groundhog on the side of the road.
Man 1: Hey! What's the fuckin problem? Move your God-damn pieceashit so i can get ta work!
Man 2: Hey! Shut the fuck up back there! There's a fuckin rock on the side of the road!
Man 1: Woah, sorry buddy, didn't know it was that major.