You abhorrent specimen of junkyard genetics. Never cut a hungry man off.

The BBQ Pit
1

Dear kind sir who cut me off, you are a wickedly debauched barbarian and a primitive, flesh-creeping proof that evolution can go in reverse. An incalculably ill-bred slattern and a belligerent, armpit-licking abomination of humanity.

I’M TRYNG TO GET HOME FOR LUNCH AND YOU CUT ME OFF FLIP MEE TO FINGER AND THROW YOUR MCDONALDS SODA AT MY AVALANCHE

May you parachute naked into the world’s prickliest cactus, you pulp of stultifying inanity. We all pray that you and people like you will endure much wailing and gnashing of teeth, you conglomerate of intellectual constipation.

FUCKTARD. My wife ate without me.

2

Good grief, how long was his car?

3

I guess I should explain that huh?

I was getting off the highway, he was in the left lane, I in the right. He sped up, as I was getting off the right hand exit and cut me off. Not very swift, had I been going 5 miles an hour more I would have plowed into his El Camino. I flashed my lights and he whipped his soda out the window which hit my bumper. Then flipped me the bird and ran the red light. Leaving me to wait for it, and to get behind the line of traffic now formed on main street in my little tourist town. URRGGGHH!!!

4

I dunno, part of me says I would have ran the light, stopped his car and taken my tire iron to his head.

Or just gotten his plates, and called the po-po for litering :smiley:

5

I’m not a violent man. I’d rather curse-him and remember the make/model of his car and if I see him again toss a melted reeses cup on his window.

6

Is that a Canadian version of quarting?

7

I did this once with a quasi melted Mallowcup. That’ll teach the fucker lol… you ever try to get melted chocolate and marshmallow off a paint job in the middle of summer??:smiley:

8

El Camino, El, El Camino.
The front is like a car;
the back is like a truck.
The front is where you drive;
the back is where you…
El Camino, El, El Camino.

9

Quartering? Without drawing?