cabdriver on crack
totally forgot to post about this, so here goes:
A few days ago I was out with Jenn at a bar in Fairfax, and finally around 2am we called a taxi to get us to our respective houses. We went to my house first.
Our cab driver was... Fucking completely APESHIT INSANE. Or on crack. Or both or something.
He pulls out his photo album like as soon as we get in the car and starts speeding like a demon around town while pointing out pictures to us. Starts rambling super fast about how these pics are of his russian crack whore girlfriend who had a baby with him but now cant come to the country blah blah blah and how he needs to get back to LA because he's this awesome rapper and if he makes the money down there things will get better. So then he starts rapping at us (and I ain't gonna lie he was decent but wtf) and I can barely get a "that was good" out before he launches into his russian crack whore girlfriend again and showing us pictures and he sounds like he's about to cry and he's ranting about the government or something. We get to my house in record time thanks to his insane driving and I bail. Jenn says that while he drove her to her place he admitted that his russian crack whore girlfriend was actually DEAD and the unfairness of the world.
Hot damn it was the most epic phail cab driver in the world. Jenn remembers which cab # he was so we're totally going to ask for him next time we're wasted and need a ride. Because holy shit when you're wasted... Talk about a hilarious way to get home. I was trying so hard not to burst into laughter the whole way home. It was magical.
A few days ago I was out with Jenn at a bar in Fairfax, and finally around 2am we called a taxi to get us to our respective houses. We went to my house first.
Our cab driver was... Fucking completely APESHIT INSANE. Or on crack. Or both or something.
He pulls out his photo album like as soon as we get in the car and starts speeding like a demon around town while pointing out pictures to us. Starts rambling super fast about how these pics are of his russian crack whore girlfriend who had a baby with him but now cant come to the country blah blah blah and how he needs to get back to LA because he's this awesome rapper and if he makes the money down there things will get better. So then he starts rapping at us (and I ain't gonna lie he was decent but wtf) and I can barely get a "that was good" out before he launches into his russian crack whore girlfriend again and showing us pictures and he sounds like he's about to cry and he's ranting about the government or something. We get to my house in record time thanks to his insane driving and I bail. Jenn says that while he drove her to her place he admitted that his russian crack whore girlfriend was actually DEAD and the unfairness of the world.
Hot damn it was the most epic phail cab driver in the world. Jenn remembers which cab # he was so we're totally going to ask for him next time we're wasted and need a ride. Because holy shit when you're wasted... Talk about a hilarious way to get home. I was trying so hard not to burst into laughter the whole way home. It was magical.