So, here I am driving down the street being cool and here comes this white Chevy 4x4 with a nose bleed complex and he's bad, just ask him.
He pulls up at the light and starts running his mouth about how bad his truck is and how mine is a piece of crap, his truck will smoke mine so bad, I should park it.
Light turns green and he takes off like he's in a hurry, I do a normal takeoff (I mean, here we are in traffic, on a very busy street, not the place to play).
He, Mr. Nosebleed, slows down so I can get even with him and starts his crap again. All the time, we are getting closer and closer to a part of town where you can play. We get to the next light and here he goes with his potty mouth and power braking, as if I'm impressed.
Light turns green, wife is saying, you better not, don't you even think of it, off goes Mr Nosebleed again.
Well, enough is enough, here comes another red light, I downshift to second, the light turns green, he jumps on it, I just stay even with him. Mr. Nosebleed is really putting a strain on the 4x4, Well, here comes 4th gear, it's time to put Mr. Nosebleed out of his Chevy Misery, I let him see what winding this red truck is like in 4th, then slam it into 5th and give him a good look at my sneaky pete third brake light. Gave him a real good look at my truck getting smaller and smaller. My timid wife showed her full appriciation of the moment by letting him know that she thought he was number one and I guess he turned off somewhere, because he never showed up at the next stop light where I was waiting for him.
Shit happens dude.
He pulls up at the light and starts running his mouth about how bad his truck is and how mine is a piece of crap, his truck will smoke mine so bad, I should park it.
Light turns green and he takes off like he's in a hurry, I do a normal takeoff (I mean, here we are in traffic, on a very busy street, not the place to play).
He, Mr. Nosebleed, slows down so I can get even with him and starts his crap again. All the time, we are getting closer and closer to a part of town where you can play. We get to the next light and here he goes with his potty mouth and power braking, as if I'm impressed.
Light turns green, wife is saying, you better not, don't you even think of it, off goes Mr Nosebleed again.
Well, enough is enough, here comes another red light, I downshift to second, the light turns green, he jumps on it, I just stay even with him. Mr. Nosebleed is really putting a strain on the 4x4, Well, here comes 4th gear, it's time to put Mr. Nosebleed out of his Chevy Misery, I let him see what winding this red truck is like in 4th, then slam it into 5th and give him a good look at my sneaky pete third brake light. Gave him a real good look at my truck getting smaller and smaller. My timid wife showed her full appriciation of the moment by letting him know that she thought he was number one and I guess he turned off somewhere, because he never showed up at the next stop light where I was waiting for him.
Shit happens dude.
