I'd like to send out a big "fuck you" to the redneck following behind me as I made my way down the enormous hill on the winding road to my house this afternoon after leaving work early due to the enormosity of the Tsnownami™. It's as if he had to get to his cousin's trailer home right quick like 'cuz she was hankerin' for some cousin lovin'. I guess that was his reasoning for passing me in a snow-covered no passing zone with a blind curve a few hundred feet ahead as I proceeded down said hill about 10 miles per hour under the posted speed limit. Never mind the fact that the road hadn't seen a snow plow since early this morning and that there was a layer of ice beneath the snow that could have doubled as Jesus' tomb. Nope, he had to get over to Betty-Sue's trailer to make a deposit in her baby chute.
I hope you enjoyed your time in the flea-infested trailer house you mouth breathing jackass.
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