You and your wife- driving to the end of the Circ. Hwy; slowing down, speeding up, slowing down, speeding up. I pass you in a civilized manner, to which you abruptly pull out from behind me, gun it, and get in front of me. I laughed, though, because I had seen the cops at the end and knew you hadn’t. I just counted the seconds until you hit the breaks. Lol.
But was that it? Of course not! You thought you had me fooled by pulling into Shearhellwater and running the loop. I’m no fool, old man. You think I didn’t recognize you? And I don’t let things go, either. Tell my dear friends I hope they are enjoying their pretty bikes. And let the princess know I’m just biding my time. I never forget. —fromonecocksuckertoanother
This article appears in Mar 6-12, 2014.
I could use a cocksucker this morning
Ahhh road games, fun heading into Spring.
All well and good, Inigo. But are you absolutely sure that this was the man that killed your father?
Um, are these two bitches? Can someone break this down for me because I don’t get it.
The circ has the most candy-ass drivers in Hali. SRSLY, you got into an incident? Here’s a little axiom for you: “The worse your mood is, the more assholes you meet on the road.” Reflect on that, Mr I Never Forget.