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04-19-2010, 09:57 AM | #81 |
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I have lots of road rage and thus lots of stories. Here's one;
I live in BK, NY where people think horns are something that you use for fun. Well I was driving home after a particularly bad day at work, it was a short drive and at each block the ass behind me, a damn gypsy cab, honked his horn. Now I had stop signs and stop lights but this douche had to hit his horn. After 8 blocks of this I had had enough. At the 9th block he honked and I got out of my car. I walked up to him, banged on the window, and asked if there was an emergency. He said no, I said there was gonna be because if he honked again I was pulling his ass out of the car. He rolled his window up and wouldn't look at me. I got back in my car, went a block, he honked, I got out of my car, grabbed my wiffle ball bat (you never know when you're gonna wanna play wiffle ball) and went towards his car. He put it in reverse all the way back down the block. I loved it. Think of it, all he saw was a guy who is 6'6" reach into his car and pull out a bat, a wiffle ball bat sure but he didn't know that. |
04-19-2010, 06:45 PM | #82 |
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San Francisco sucks to drive in. With the combination of the hills and all the rich immigrants who own big, expensive cars (yet probably have only been driving a few years) it's got a lot of bad drivers.
I live in the South Bay, and normally Caltrain it to work. On occasion, my girlfriend will have to drive to the city for work, so I'll actually drive her there and she'll drop me off, and swing by after work. Note: I despise driving in the city. I'm leaving the city, taking a right-hand turn onto a four-lane road that leads to the interstate. There's a redlight and people are crossing the intersection, but to my left, there's this bigass panel van. As soon as the people walking from the right sidewalk to the left sidewalk are clear, the asshole behind me in his pristine, dubbed-out and lowered M3 slams on his horn. What he doesn't see, is there is a large crowd of people just about to clear in front of the van to my left, walking from the lefthand sidewalk, about to make their way in front of my car. The guy behind me is showering all sorts of hate at me, flipping me off; I can hear muffled screams coming from his car. Honking the horn, revving his engine. The works. I flip him off with a sturdy hand, right as the people are getting in front of my car. Had I turned right like he wanted, I would have hit them, or at the very least, the asshole behind me would have as he floored it through not paying attention. So he sees I've flipped him off and that's turned his hate up to 11. Capt. Asshole manages to halfway pull in between me and the van—somehow, without hitting either of us—and he's proving to me that he has mastered some of the more colorful parts of the English language. All the while not paying one bit of attention to the reality of the people in front of me. Light changes, the van turns left, and as the last people are clearing the intersection, I turn right into the nearest lane. Douchebag floors it around me, swerving into the left turn lane (but taking a right), and pulls into the left lane beside me. As we're both turning, I see his car door open mid-turn and he's semi-trying to get out and drive at the same time. When he realizes this is stupid, he gets back in, but his car door remains halfway open. My girlfriend is meanwhile telling me to calm down. I'm reaching behind the seat for a Little League ballbat I keep behind me, and realize it's not my car. Douchebag gets up beside me, and I laugh at him, because if he gets out of the car, I'm caving in something of his, and it may not just be part of his car. He's swerving back and forth towards me, but I know he's not going to ding his precious M3. He yells that he'll kill my entire family, and then floors it, narrowly missing a few cars until he runs the next redlight two streets down. Douche. I'm so pissed, I'm shaking. We manage to make it out of the city without any further incident. A few miles down the road, this asshole is sitting on the side of the road with a CHiP writing him a speeding ticket. I honk as we're driving by and wave. I couldn't have written a better ending.
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04-19-2010, 11:55 PM | #83 |
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This happened about 8 years ago when I was still in college but it still sticks in my mind:
I was leaving my last class and driving home. Traffic was thick and I was in the center lane. This beat up Geo Metro pulls out of a shopping center and cuts off the car in the right lane and gets to inches of hitting my (at the time) a new Q45A. I mash my horn and proceed to sign that the driver is #1. The Geo stops in the middle of the road, slamming on their breaks, and just sits there. As soon as I get out of my car to get a look at this cuntmuscle, the doors to the Geo fly open. Out pops this middle aged (dont want to offend anyone by naming her nationality) lady, her big ass husband, and this mouthy little muppet I could only assume was their daughter climbs over the seat and out of the clown car. Looked like Ape Escape. Out comes the funniest form of tourettes and racial slurs I have ever heard. Now while I love a good exchange of obsinities, she was using combinations like; @ss-$hit-Dick-F@ck in this thick accent. I started laughing which only made the profanity spewing from her mouth turn into even more funny combos. Her Mom cues in and it becomes this symphony of the funniest shit I ever heard. Apparently the Father did no share my amusement and from the corner of my eye I notice some movement and duck just in time to have his left hook whiz over my head. Not laughing anymore I use my car as a barrier between this rampaging yeti and myself. This guy was big. Like Randy-Savage-Roid-rage big, with this look in his eye like Oprah spotting the last twinkie on earth. All the while we are all still in the middle of a 3 lane road, random cusswords flying, me trying to out maneuver this silverback chasing me around my car. I did have my 2nd amendment right tucked snugly under my seat and debated whether or not to fall back on that. But the fear of badges and bacon arriving curbed any thoughts of "Gangsta Glory". Finally I talked enough shit to get the family to get in their car and to pull over back into the shopping center from where they came, where the father and I were supposed to bare-knuckle settle things like two savages fighting for their freedom in the Arena of Sport. As soon as they got over I gave them my favorate finger smiled and drove off, leaving them in the same spot where this whole thing started, never having to leave my lane. Kind of an anti-climax but I'll always remember this because I've never been called an "@ss-sh!t-f@ck-D!ck" ever again.
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04-20-2010, 12:54 AM | #84 |
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Yeah, the middle finger has lost some of it's luster.
If some dumb broad (who was in the wrong) is going apeshit on me I sometimes like to either 1) point at her, do a BJ motion, and then point down at my crotch OR 2) give her the 5 knuckle shuffle sign and then flick my fingers at her. Following both with a big ass smile is always nice. I think one chick actually smiled once. If it's some douche-bag dude, well, both of the above signals are good too. Unless I'm in the Shelby, then I'd probably just smoke 'em.
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