March 20, 2006

Short Fuse

Saturday, 24 Priming 2006

I had an interesting experience tonight.

After watching the Pistons defeat the Atlanta Hawks at the Palace in Auburn Hills, Michigan, I was walking by a Hummer, and decided to join the flip off a Hummer group right there and then.

Needless to say (but I will anyway), I soon thereafter had the privilege (cough) of engaging in a face to face dialogue with the owner of said Hummer. A number of comments were made on both sides, mine mainly consisting of profanities calling into question the Hummer owner's parentage, his propensity for engaging in sexual activity with his female parent, and his resemblance to an orifice commonly used for waste excretion*, as well as asking him how many soldiers he got to the mile with his land yacht. He responded with a number of comments as to my probable financial status, and the female who was accompanying him suggested that he should run me over with his vehicle. He leapt out of his vehicle to get within striking range of Your Humble Narrator, and seemed to be on the verge of violence, but unexpectedly for a supposed macho man he slunk back into his mansion on wheels before any fisticuffs took place.

So, do the Funny Farm a favor. Should you happen to see a Hummer with the customized license plate JUSTIN on the back, flip this idiot the bird for me. And tell him that your bird was sent to him specially, on behalf of the guy who flipped him off in the Palace parking lot.

* - yes, I called him a motherCheneying icehole, and a bastitch.

Posted by (: Tom :) at March 20, 2006 11:50 PM