The other day I pulled into another lane rather quickly as anther car stopped suddenly in front of me.
Of course I did not plan this thing out as I never realized that I was pulling out in from of one of the bigger flaming idiots on the planet
He was a flamer with an anger problem.
I pulled down my window and decided to listen to his poetic anger spewed wrath.
His words were something like this.
I am going to follow you and smash your car to pieces and then I am going to pull you out of the car and beat the living shit out of you….you stupid mother fucker.
As I was rolling up the window, I said to him.
Good Luck with that.
He peeled out.
A sure sign that he is cool.
He was driving a Camaro.
Another sign of cool ness.
Then we hit hit some more traffic by the Sylvan tunnel.
Somebody else pulled out in front of him.
I was off the hook for now.