I have several stories....
One day my attitude is going to get me punched in the face, but it won't stop me from cutting down idiots.
1. About a month or so ago. I am hanging out with buddies in my wifes Civic. This guy in an early nineties integra (complete with oversize wing, and fart can.) walks up to me and says;
him: "Is there any street racing around here?"
me: "I'm sure you could find some, but nobody will race if you aren't willing
to bet enough for the tickets you could get. (slight tone of sarcasm.)"
him: "What about you?"
me: "I'm not a street racer."
him: "Scared, don't have money?"
me: "Not worth it."
him: (Starts making fun of me in front of my pals. Really cocky.)
me, to my friends: "Do I have money?"
Friends: (Naw, nope, etc,.. All sarcastic..)
me: (withdrawing $2000 in cash from my pocket.) "This is my wifes car." Pause.. "I'm the guy that blew a fireball in your window last week when you reved your engine at those lights." Pointing at the intersection, where I pulled away from him in 1st gear, and fried his eardrums shifting to 2nd gear last weekend. "Try buying a real car, and not picking on rusted out buckets."
He retreats from the laughter of our little group...
I'll add some more stories.. This is going to be fun! :-D
P.S; Only Slightly embelished to shorten the story, but that IS the gist of it.
One day my attitude is going to get me punched in the face, but it won't stop me from cutting down idiots.
1. About a month or so ago. I am hanging out with buddies in my wifes Civic. This guy in an early nineties integra (complete with oversize wing, and fart can.) walks up to me and says;
him: "Is there any street racing around here?"
me: "I'm sure you could find some, but nobody will race if you aren't willing
to bet enough for the tickets you could get. (slight tone of sarcasm.)"
him: "What about you?"
me: "I'm not a street racer."
him: "Scared, don't have money?"
me: "Not worth it."
him: (Starts making fun of me in front of my pals. Really cocky.)
me, to my friends: "Do I have money?"
Friends: (Naw, nope, etc,.. All sarcastic..)
me: (withdrawing $2000 in cash from my pocket.) "This is my wifes car." Pause.. "I'm the guy that blew a fireball in your window last week when you reved your engine at those lights." Pointing at the intersection, where I pulled away from him in 1st gear, and fried his eardrums shifting to 2nd gear last weekend. "Try buying a real car, and not picking on rusted out buckets."
He retreats from the laughter of our little group...
I'll add some more stories.. This is going to be fun! :-D
P.S; Only Slightly embelished to shorten the story, but that IS the gist of it.
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