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snap228
Location: New Paltz, NY Gender: Female Total Likes: 0 likes
"A man who holds the cat by the tail learns something he can learn no other way."
| | | Re: Tailgaters < Reply # 24 on 10/10/2009 1:07 AM > | Reply with Quote
| | | Posted by gambino When someone tailgate me, and keeps doing it, real close. I am the guy who slams on the brakes so hard, you hear his tires squeel, I don't stop, but i slow way down when i slam the brakes. They back off real quick. But then i really don't care if someone hits me from behind, i drive a bloody tank anyways.
| Hahaha, yeah, I drive a VW Bug, so I have to be careful they don't actually cream me when I do that. If it's a truck or a semi behind me, I'm history.
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| KublaKhan
Location: Edinburgh, Scotland Total Likes: 207 likes
With Satan, it's always gimmie, gimmie.
| | | Re: Tailgaters < Reply # 36 on 10/20/2009 5:24 PM > | Reply with Quote
| | | Alrightythen. I'm running some errands this morning after dropping Kiddo off at school. I'm taking my time (school zone) and morning traffic etc. and why the fuck should I hurry etc. Dude pulls up behind me and I can see he's a bit agitated. All the signs of mental breakdown are evident: flapping hands, slapping the dash, gripping the wheel like there's no tomorrow, and I can see his face curl up into the expletive position and he's waving around and going nuts. Excellent, I think. So I decide to ease off on the gas and have some fun. It's a tight street with cars parked on either side, and the road weaves around nice bends and there's a solid line and Dude is going bonkers. It looks as though he's having a heart attack or a stroke or at least a total freak-out. FUCK FUCK FUCK etc. and he begins to edge up behind me until I can't see the hood of his car. So I tap the breaks, and he eases off a bit, but the fierce energy of his frustration is obviously getting the better of him, and he edges up again. So I tap the breaks and Dude is practically exploding from his seat. Then I slow down as I approach the light, which has JUST turned yellow, and then I stop JUST as it turns red. Speaking of turning red, my friend is ape-shit crazy now, and he's leaning out of the car screaming, and it's SO MUCH FUN that I take a second or five after the light turns green and Dude tries to drive around me before I even get off the line AND WOULDN'T YOU KNOW IT but there's a cop coming around the corner and on go the lights and Dude gets pulled over, and as I'm driving off, I can see his not having much luck with the explanation, etc. I wonder how much the ticket was, and now I'm wondering how his day is going.
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| Esoterik
Location: Kansas City Gender: Male Total Likes: 122 likes
| | | Re: Tailgaters < Reply # 38 on 10/21/2009 3:40 PM > | Reply with Quote
| | | Posted by KublaKhan Alrightythen. I'm running some errands this morning after dropping Kiddo off at school. I'm taking my time (school zone) and morning traffic etc. and why the fuck should I hurry etc. Dude pulls up behind me and I can see he's a bit agitated. All the signs of mental breakdown are evident: flapping hands, slapping the dash, gripping the wheel like there's no tomorrow, and I can see his face curl up into the expletive position and he's waving around and going nuts. Excellent, I think. So I decide to ease off on the gas and have some fun. It's a tight street with cars parked on either side, and the road weaves around nice bends and there's a solid line and Dude is going bonkers. It looks as though he's having a heart attack or a stroke or at least a total freak-out. FUCK FUCK FUCK etc. and he begins to edge up behind me until I can't see the hood of his car. So I tap the breaks, and he eases off a bit, but the fierce energy of his frustration is obviously getting the better of him, and he edges up again. So I tap the breaks and Dude is practically exploding from his seat. Then I slow down as I approach the light, which has JUST turned yellow, and then I stop JUST as it turns red. Speaking of turning red, my friend is ape-shit crazy now, and he's leaning out of the car screaming, and it's SO MUCH FUN that I take a second or five after the light turns green and Dude tries to drive around me before I even get off the line AND WOULDN'T YOU KNOW IT but there's a cop coming around the corner and on go the lights and Dude gets pulled over, and as I'm driving off, I can see his not having much luck with the explanation, etc. I wonder how much the ticket was, and now I'm wondering how his day is going.
| I imagine that, right before he got behind you, the guys wife called frantic because the baby was having trouble breathing and was turning blue, and could he please come home right now!?!?!
| “You've got to remember that these are just simple farmers. These are people of the land. The common clay of the new West. You know... morons.” |
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