So, I'm driving in my Fiji Blue 2008 Honda Civic Si to work at the Conservatory for Bad-Assery one morning along this really sick-ass section of road that runs along a cliff face plummeting down into this deep ravine full of rocks and trees and shit like out of a movie like Lord of the Rings or something, when this giant, fire-breathing dragon comes screaming in from deep, dark corner of the chasm, like it's some kind of chasm of despair, and starts hovering right in front of me on the road. I'm like, "ohshitohshitohfuckohshit" and really starting to freak out when I remember, "hey, I've got a fucking rocket launcher, I mean seriously, who do