Assholes

Kiss my ass

The scenario:  Dumbass wants in  on a turn lane, without the usual courtesies like signaling or merging at the end of the line.  No, we are all supposed to get out of the way so he can get in where he chooses, instead of where conditions dictate. So, he forces his way in behind me into a space a couple sizes too small so his ass hangs over into the next lane.

So far, not my problem.  Except it is, because the dude is concerned about  his ass that he creeps into my car.  He literally pushes my car trying to cure his mistake.  Thanks asshole.

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(Yes, Lurlene was with me.  No, she was not  hitting him with the pressed ham before this happened)

The door edge guards don’t actually help

The scenario:  Dumbass can’t pick a lane.  (Duh ^^^).  Except for the one I am in.  He likes that in all four dimensions.  Missed me by that |<—————->| much.

(Yes, Lurlene was with me.  No, she was not  hitting him with the pressed ham before this happened)

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  1 comment for “Assholes

  1. Lurlene
    March 29, 2011 at 2:25 pm

    Had I known they were going to have me shakin’ for hours after..I would have hit them with more that a pressed f***kin’ ham!

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