I can't stand bad drivers. Especially people on cell phones. They need blue tooth or those ear pieces that hang down. I really could care less. Just pay attention. I was driving home from the mountains the other day, and got behind a slow car. I got up behind them, and they kept tapping their brakes like I was too close. Normally I would just go around them, but there was a car to my right so I couldn't do anything. Why would they stay in the left lane, going below the speed limit? So finally, they speed up a little, go into the right lane, and then gun it, so I can't pass them. They act like they were going fast the whole time.
Anyway, so as I pass them, we throw a McDonald's milkshake on their back windshield. It just sticks there and they don't have a rear windshield wiper. It was great. Jerks.
So anyway, we're going by, and I remember I have my old windshield wipers in the back seat since I had just gotten new ones. Why I didn't take them out I have no idea, but right about now I must say I'm brilliant. So I reach in the back seat, grab both windshield wipers and toss them out the window behind us. They landed perfectly in front of the jerk car. I slam on the gas, go around the corner, and I never saw that car again. I did hear a loud crash, but I just assumed it was the snowplows going the other direction. Some really need to learn how to drive.
Monday, January 29, 2007
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