sickfuckiam

Its funny how incompletely people are of dealing with situations that dont go like they rehearse them in their heads... isnt it?

Case in point... couple a-typical south jersey fitted cap wearing suped up honda driving italian teens driving fast down my road to look cool to the pair of teen girls hanging out at my neighbors house, and at the house across the street. They come screeching around the corner.

Things go off script when i walk into the middle of the street giving them the look the actor michael madsen gives people when he thinks they are fucking idiots.



They stop.. had to romp on the brakes pretty good ended up turning a bit to not hit me...(they claim they werent going to fast) I mosey on over and lean over and quietly and calmly ask "you have any idea how many children live on this street?"

"yea so?"

"how cool are you going to look when you run one of them over?"

"uh i .. i wasnt going fast"

"really? (smile) that wasnt you just laying rubber at the corner?"

"uh, my car always does that when i turn" (oh he's scared, i love it... time for some new tired maybe?)

"just try and slow it down, we lost a kid 3 years back a road over, i dont need to see it happen hear"

"ok, i will"

"thanx man"

It didnt dawn on me to later then i was doing my joker impression at the time.... wanna know how i got these scars?