So, it's funny - I write and blog for a living - but I don't blog on here. Probably because I rarely come on here. But for today, I have a gripe...
19-year old Marine Corps Reserves on a tough guy rage. The sticker on the back of your shitty Impala doesn't make you a hard ass. Neither does the other sticker on your bumper. Neither does the "MARSOC" sticker written across your windshield, since you're not special forces - unless the special bus counts.
No one gives a shit that you're some overgrown goon and unfortunately for you, when you're where I live you just found that out the hard way.
I make a right hand turn today on a tight road BARELY touching the other lane (it's a two-lane road) and a car that's not even within 10 lengths of me lays on the horn. He then starts screaming, throwing shit out the window at my truck and punching his radio.
Then this waste of sperm swerves into my lane acting like he's going to hit me. I've got my 2-year old in the back. So, I play responsible Daddy and cut down from the speed limit to about 10 MPH to let Mr. Roid Rage drive away. Ass Hat happens to be at the next light. I intentionally stop behind his car in the opposite lane and he pulls a crowbar out and waves me toward him.
So, as we're pulling away this moron throws his Chevy Impala into my lane and I had to go over the curb to not have him hit me. He puts it in park and starts punching my truck window... Seriously, what the fuck man?
Anyway, no need for details, but Mr. Reservist ended up learning a valuable lesson. Stay in your car next time. Also, township police think it's hilarious when you whine after starting shit and having an "old man" put you on the ground.
Freaking teenagers.
19-year old Marine Corps Reserves on a tough guy rage. The sticker on the back of your shitty Impala doesn't make you a hard ass. Neither does the other sticker on your bumper. Neither does the "MARSOC" sticker written across your windshield, since you're not special forces - unless the special bus counts.
No one gives a shit that you're some overgrown goon and unfortunately for you, when you're where I live you just found that out the hard way.
I make a right hand turn today on a tight road BARELY touching the other lane (it's a two-lane road) and a car that's not even within 10 lengths of me lays on the horn. He then starts screaming, throwing shit out the window at my truck and punching his radio.
Then this waste of sperm swerves into my lane acting like he's going to hit me. I've got my 2-year old in the back. So, I play responsible Daddy and cut down from the speed limit to about 10 MPH to let Mr. Roid Rage drive away. Ass Hat happens to be at the next light. I intentionally stop behind his car in the opposite lane and he pulls a crowbar out and waves me toward him.
So, as we're pulling away this moron throws his Chevy Impala into my lane and I had to go over the curb to not have him hit me. He puts it in park and starts punching my truck window... Seriously, what the fuck man?
Anyway, no need for details, but Mr. Reservist ended up learning a valuable lesson. Stay in your car next time. Also, township police think it's hilarious when you whine after starting shit and having an "old man" put you on the ground.
Freaking teenagers.