Sep 22, 2005 16:14
Kay, I'm on my way to Gramma's to meet them for lunch/dinner, right? Suddenly I find myself next to this guy in a beat up old blue thing (aka, car). Only reason I noticed him is he hit the gas so he could slam on the break, causing squeeling and rancid odors. Then the light turns green... and I'm RIGHT NEXT TO HIM. Mistake #1.
He speeds up, almost hitting the car in front of him, slams on the break, then holds his horn down for maybe half a minute, then decides that wasn't enough and yells as loud as he can, "GET GOING, FUCKERS!"
Intelligence? HAH. None here!
Just found that funny. :P
rofl