You know what really burns my biscuits? Toll lanes being slow lanes. Like if I pay for a bypass pass, I shouldn’t have to decelerate to school zone speeds to pass through the toll booth. The whole point is convenience and not having to be held up by quarter pillager wraiths haunting the hi-jacked highway. What’s the difference between me throwing change into an over-sized, glorified donation funnel? Zippa-dee-do-zip. I’m not looking for a road paved in gold, but I would like a little ease for my cheese. Burnt biscuits never killed anyone, but I might.