Caravaning: Why People Feel the Need to Honk

I just got back from Destin, Fl. I went down for the weekend with some of my friends and on the way back I noticed the most obnoxious human habit that has ever existed. 

And thus the never ending cycle begins. We honk. They honk. They pass us. We pass them.

It's like when you're 8 and your parents give you walkie-talkies for christmas, and you and your brothers make up ways to try and get as far as possible from eachother. That way you can use the walkie talkies, because for some reason the communication was six hundred times cooler.

But here's the dilemma. CARS AREN'T WALKIE TALKIES. It's obnoxious. And I was in the car. 

Maybe I have an issue... Is this a fun part of life that I can't understand? Because I think that it's nonsense. I guarantee that the people know damn good and well you are following them. YOU'RE CARAVANNING FOR CHRISSAKE. 

And then to cap it all off, you pass the other car, giggle and then WAVE!? 

I tried to bring this up to Frankie, the driver of the green car in the real life photos above (I had to add the captions because words aren't spelled out on top of your head in real life. Duh), and he kept excusing it saying he needed them to pass, or he was trying to tell them something... Did he forget about the  magical little box that makes phone calls? I've decided to start randomly calling him and honking instead of telling him why I called. Just because I'm a spiteful bastard.

But anyways, I'm pretty sure this should be a part of the driving test. Putting your friends in nearby travel lanes and NOT waving or honking your horn. That's something that America could benefit from. Not what double yellow lines mean. Which honestly, I'm still working on figuring out.

It either means, "Don't pass" or "Pass quickly, dumbass". I'm banking on the second explanation.

Peace, Love, and Honking Horns.