To the middle eastern dude pulling out of your cousin’s pizza place on lacewood drive the other day in your black 1993-1995 Honda Civic Coupe, spiked hair and sunglasses worth more than the car:
You were on your cell phone, you cut me off while I was driving alone well under the speed limit on my motorcycle. I blew my horn and braked as fast as I could. I almost hit you. GET THE HELL OF YOUR CELLPHONE – IT’S ILLEGAL. If you werent on your cell talking to da bitch or home-boy you wouldnt have almost caused an accident. If I was in my car I would have hit you just for the insurance… but unfortunitly a motorcycle isnt as forgiving to the driver as my (expensive to repair) car would have been.
This article appears in May 15-21, 2008.
