LeatherHead
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Being a former smoker, I think I may be extra sensitive to smoke now... I don't know. But I was ALWAYS a courteous smoker, when I did smoke. What the fuck is wrong with people nowadays?
So I'm sitting at a light, my windows are up, the ac is blasting, car freshly washed. These inbred, trailer trash, fat fucking retards are in a clapped out van, and everyone in the shitbox is smoking cigarettes and hanging them out the windows. So now I'm smelling smoke... first thing that lit my fuse. Now they are starting to flick their ashes on my car. So I'm like WTF?!? I roll a little forward, roll my window down and say, "Hey, could you please not flick ashes all over my car, it's bad enough I have to smell the smoke, let alone have to wash the ashes off, too". The fat fucking hillbilly in the drivers seat yells, "Get over it". As tempted as I was to pull my shit and blast the fuck out of the whole van, I just did what any "not wanting to catch a multiple murder charge" person would do... I rolled up as far into the intersection as I could without be a danger to cross traffic, and I put my car in 2nd gear and side stepped the clutch, onto the brakes, while mashing the gas. Within seconds there was a cloud of burning rubber and the sounds of hells gates crashing down, as I hit 6900rpm in second gear while still not moving. As the cloud of smoke filled their van, the light changed to green, I flipped them off, and let off the brakes and road the smoking tires out. I then slowed and waited for them to catch up, but for some reason, no matter how much I slowed, they would not come up next to me anymore. I was really hoping they would've said something or did something after that. Give me a reason to beat their fat, sloppy, hillbilly asses down, sending them back to their busted ass trailer all bloody and tattered.
Ok, I feel a little better now that I got to vent... thanks!
So I'm sitting at a light, my windows are up, the ac is blasting, car freshly washed. These inbred, trailer trash, fat fucking retards are in a clapped out van, and everyone in the shitbox is smoking cigarettes and hanging them out the windows. So now I'm smelling smoke... first thing that lit my fuse. Now they are starting to flick their ashes on my car. So I'm like WTF?!? I roll a little forward, roll my window down and say, "Hey, could you please not flick ashes all over my car, it's bad enough I have to smell the smoke, let alone have to wash the ashes off, too". The fat fucking hillbilly in the drivers seat yells, "Get over it". As tempted as I was to pull my shit and blast the fuck out of the whole van, I just did what any "not wanting to catch a multiple murder charge" person would do... I rolled up as far into the intersection as I could without be a danger to cross traffic, and I put my car in 2nd gear and side stepped the clutch, onto the brakes, while mashing the gas. Within seconds there was a cloud of burning rubber and the sounds of hells gates crashing down, as I hit 6900rpm in second gear while still not moving. As the cloud of smoke filled their van, the light changed to green, I flipped them off, and let off the brakes and road the smoking tires out. I then slowed and waited for them to catch up, but for some reason, no matter how much I slowed, they would not come up next to me anymore. I was really hoping they would've said something or did something after that. Give me a reason to beat their fat, sloppy, hillbilly asses down, sending them back to their busted ass trailer all bloody and tattered.
Ok, I feel a little better now that I got to vent... thanks!