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Jesus tapdancing Christ. Some asshole in a rusted out pickup beside me yesterday decided to spin out while he was waiting to turn into the lane... spat rocks everywhere and left a nice 7" crack in my fucking windsheild. Ofcourse, because of all the dust and dirt and rock flying, I couldn't see his license plate#, as he took off in the opposite direction. Not to mention all the lovely rock chips on my fucking hood.
I swear if I ever find out who that guy was, I'm going to rip his balls out through his goddamn redneck throat.
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