Two Stories...
So driving down West Main today, I saw a bus... that was completely messed up from fire. How does that happen to a city bus? What makes a bus catch on fire? I don't get it.
Story number two.
Just now, I was leaving campus. I was parked next to the caf in metered parking. I'm backing up, and it appears to be clear. Yes. I checked. Some cunt of a bitch suddenly appears behind me. Speeding through the parking lot. Way fast. I would say at least 30 mph. Way too fast for a parking lot like that. The bitch almost hit me. Which in Michigan would be no fault because I was reversing. Then the fucking cunt has the balls to honk at me and she swerves around me. I flicked her off and yelled a lot out the window. I almost hopped out of the car and chased her down. It was honestly my first instinct. I just wanted to punch her in her fucking face so hard. I realized that it was a completely irrational thought and drove home instead. The end.
Today was such a wonderful day too. I hope that bitch's car get keyed tonight.
Story number two.
Just now, I was leaving campus. I was parked next to the caf in metered parking. I'm backing up, and it appears to be clear. Yes. I checked. Some cunt of a bitch suddenly appears behind me. Speeding through the parking lot. Way fast. I would say at least 30 mph. Way too fast for a parking lot like that. The bitch almost hit me. Which in Michigan would be no fault because I was reversing. Then the fucking cunt has the balls to honk at me and she swerves around me. I flicked her off and yelled a lot out the window. I almost hopped out of the car and chased her down. It was honestly my first instinct. I just wanted to punch her in her fucking face so hard. I realized that it was a completely irrational thought and drove home instead. The end.
Today was such a wonderful day too. I hope that bitch's car get keyed tonight.