Glad you're in Detroit,I always just flip the high beams on when cars start cutting me off & slowing down.Usually go out of my way to follow them around til they get pissed & blow a yellow/red light.They usually end up getting all butt hurt & flipping me the bird.I usually just passively aggresively smile & wave at them.
City Drivers Piss me off
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holy crap! nd1, you are lucky! haha!.
Wow, that was a sexy visual! If that was you, you sure looked pissed at first, swearing and all lol. Did my face and hair somehow make up for my bold moves? Meet me same place and time tomorrow and we’ll see what happens...there’s a hotel close by if your driving is good.
It's fun and games until you anger a psycho like this: http://www.theprovince.com/news/Brent+Parent+sentenced+death+Silas+Brien/6599103/story.html
When Words of Endearment were Mistaken for Swearing...
It was your inviting curves. Thanks to the modern wonder called the seat-belt, the shoulder strap of which moulding your clothes so tightly to your bosom, when my eyes darted over once I was beside your car, I caught sight of two perfectly rounded and boldly robust objects. Is there any man who would not gasp at and exclaim to such a glorious display of femininity? Pity that my "Oh, sh_t! Look at those boobies! Holy f_ck -- I have to get my damned hands on them!" were somehow mistaken for swearing!
You see, I was not pissed. It was just my look of hyper-excitement that you saw. What got me so excited, you may ask. Well, I am not sure whether it was the thrill of making those bold vehicular manoeuvring of yours, or that your car's interior temperature was just set too low, or your air vents were directing cold air at a certain angle toward your lovely body, I think I detected on the top of those two cute and endearing mounds the sight of pointy nubbins...
But then my eyesight isn't what it used to be, so I could have gotten all excited over some mysterious dark shadow, or a point of stitches that happened to be there. I am dying to find out, though. Pray tell me, are they sensitive...?
No, wait, I guess I ought to be a gentleman and find out in private, shouldn't I?
But it was more than just the face and the hair!. If that was you, you sure looked pissed at first, swearing and all lol. Did my face and hair somehow make up for my bold moves? Meet me same place and time tomorrow and we’ll see what happens...there’s a hotel close by if your driving is good.
It was your inviting curves. Thanks to the modern wonder called the seat-belt, the shoulder strap of which moulding your clothes so tightly to your bosom, when my eyes darted over once I was beside your car, I caught sight of two perfectly rounded and boldly robust objects. Is there any man who would not gasp at and exclaim to such a glorious display of femininity? Pity that my "Oh, sh_t! Look at those boobies! Holy f_ck -- I have to get my damned hands on them!" were somehow mistaken for swearing!
You see, I was not pissed. It was just my look of hyper-excitement that you saw. What got me so excited, you may ask. Well, I am not sure whether it was the thrill of making those bold vehicular manoeuvring of yours, or that your car's interior temperature was just set too low, or your air vents were directing cold air at a certain angle toward your lovely body, I think I detected on the top of those two cute and endearing mounds the sight of pointy nubbins...
But then my eyesight isn't what it used to be, so I could have gotten all excited over some mysterious dark shadow, or a point of stitches that happened to be there. I am dying to find out, though. Pray tell me, are they sensitive...?
No, wait, I guess I ought to be a gentleman and find out in private, shouldn't I?
