FLORIDIANS...................
Your killing me here. Seriously.
On my way to work, late cause the ground wire on the battery took a crap while getting bagels. Rushing to work head up a I-4 on ramp and some douchebag in a Chrysler Pacifa is doing 15-20mph up the on ramp which dumps you into 55-80mph traffic. Not sure about you all but I like getting on the Highway at the speed limit or faster to avoid getting hit from faster moving traffic.
So i'm late and im definitely one to yell at stupid fucks driving, and occasionally throw some candy out the sun roof at them, so I start yelling at this douche to get on the gas and the mother fucker break checks me hard and I almost hitem. Now we are completely stopped and now i'm raging, and home dude gets out of his car on the on-ramp. Now I shit myself. Home dude is a 6'3 black guy like 250lbs. I quickly crap my pants then grab the 12" craftsman phillips head on the floor of the passenger seat and hug up next to my leg in case dude wants to get crazy.
He runs up on the car yelling at me and i'm all hyped up on adrenaline now, so im like fuck this dude i start yelling back its fucking on-ramp you accelerate and he's like ive been a trucker for 10 years bla bla bla im gonna kick your ass white boy. He runs up to the car and opens my car door, steps back and tells me to get out of the car and he steps back and starts doing some im gonna punch you out moves. Meanwhile I've got the screw driver in hand kept low on my right leg. Im thinking if home dude swings i'm stabbing his face, throat, or wherever the fuck it goes its going.
Then his wife jumps out of the car and comes running back and gets inbetween us and he throws her out of the way. Now traffics backed up people are passing us on the left. So i'm like fuck this guy im out of here. She gets back off the ground and gets in front of him again and my doors still open so im like peace back in car, throw it in gear, and blast pass his car on the right.
Fucking craziness. So i've decided a concealed weapons license is needed. This town is out of control lately. Not saying I didn't edge him on but seriously who stops traffic and gets out of there car over some dude telling them to accelerate on an on-ramp. I'm not a violent person, usually very passive unless you hit me, or spit on me.
so yea. We need missles on our cars.
be safe on the road kiddies!!!!!!
Your killing me here. Seriously.
On my way to work, late cause the ground wire on the battery took a crap while getting bagels. Rushing to work head up a I-4 on ramp and some douchebag in a Chrysler Pacifa is doing 15-20mph up the on ramp which dumps you into 55-80mph traffic. Not sure about you all but I like getting on the Highway at the speed limit or faster to avoid getting hit from faster moving traffic.
So i'm late and im definitely one to yell at stupid fucks driving, and occasionally throw some candy out the sun roof at them, so I start yelling at this douche to get on the gas and the mother fucker break checks me hard and I almost hitem. Now we are completely stopped and now i'm raging, and home dude gets out of his car on the on-ramp. Now I shit myself. Home dude is a 6'3 black guy like 250lbs. I quickly crap my pants then grab the 12" craftsman phillips head on the floor of the passenger seat and hug up next to my leg in case dude wants to get crazy.
He runs up on the car yelling at me and i'm all hyped up on adrenaline now, so im like fuck this dude i start yelling back its fucking on-ramp you accelerate and he's like ive been a trucker for 10 years bla bla bla im gonna kick your ass white boy. He runs up to the car and opens my car door, steps back and tells me to get out of the car and he steps back and starts doing some im gonna punch you out moves. Meanwhile I've got the screw driver in hand kept low on my right leg. Im thinking if home dude swings i'm stabbing his face, throat, or wherever the fuck it goes its going.
Then his wife jumps out of the car and comes running back and gets inbetween us and he throws her out of the way. Now traffics backed up people are passing us on the left. So i'm like fuck this guy im out of here. She gets back off the ground and gets in front of him again and my doors still open so im like peace back in car, throw it in gear, and blast pass his car on the right.
Fucking craziness. So i've decided a concealed weapons license is needed. This town is out of control lately. Not saying I didn't edge him on but seriously who stops traffic and gets out of there car over some dude telling them to accelerate on an on-ramp. I'm not a violent person, usually very passive unless you hit me, or spit on me.
so yea. We need missles on our cars.
be safe on the road kiddies!!!!!!
