Red Ford Focus Fuckwad. I gave you the benefit of the doubt. I thought maybe you were waiting a while for traffic and made a dash for it as I had to brake so not to hit your ass as you pulled out in front of me on Prospect Rd. Then I thought maybe your shit car doesn’t have any pick up that’s why your not speeding up to keep up with traffic flow. Nope. Then I see you couldn’t be bothered cleaning the snow off your back window. Then to top it off with a giant phlegm ball, you hork out your window 16 TIMES, yes I counted, 16 fucking times from coming off the Prospect Rd to the Rotary. Each time I could see your giant globs of phlegm steaming on the pavement. Oh maybe he has a cold… well use a fucking tissue!
—Gaggingmywaytowork.
This article appears in Mar 26 – Apr 1, 2009.
Good thing Fords are the lowest quality piece of garbage you can buy. He’ll be looking forward to a 3000$ transmission replacement soon enough. Oh sweet karma! Next time a fuckwad decides to pull a ‘Focus’, whip out the sweet gasmask and start blasting asher roth on your stereo.
sounds like a real charmer….
hey baby, wanna *hoooooork….. pattooooo* take a ride in my Focus?
You were coming FROM Prospect rd? Given that, I’m not surprised by the behaviour. Nothing but a bunch of rednecks live down that way. He probably thought he was cool.
Rednecks be damned. I live off the Prospect Road and I can tell you they’re inbred hillbillies with the driving skills of a drunken raccoon.
Inbred is a bit far, but hillbillies for sure. Growing up in Whites Lake, I saw all kinds of driver types. It’s also a great place to do bottle drives, probably due to all the drunken raccoons. My favourite time was when a car just got tires replaced at the Hatchet Lake Esso (now closed) and got about 2km up the road where I was walking before one came flying off. Sad part is, we never found the tire.
There’s some pretty strange people down in Terence Bay and Prospect Village – shit, my kids used to tell me they had their own tables in the junior high’s cafeteria and kept to themselves, thus the ‘inbred’ remark.
Seriously though, there are some real fucking yahoos on that road – they don’t give a shit about double yellow lines or speed limits, it’s pretty much aim the car and floor the gas pedal until they spin into the driveway at the Rusty Anchor.
You are so right TTFN. Year ago I was nearly hit head-on Whites lake area. Completely side swiped my 7 month old Honda and totalled it. She was completely in my lane and swerved at the last minute. I think she thought she was driving in England, she told the judge that I was in her lane, nearly fucking killed me and had the nerve to say I was in her lane.
I lived in Terrance bay for 6 months and holey shit what a culture shock having just moved from out of Province. I couldn’t understand what half of them were saying. What an experience. Many stories to tell just in the six months being there.
Inbred is right PDG, mostly only two last names in Terrence Bay.
Nice to hear you’re out my way TTFN.
It’s funny, #@%$, my best buddy moved there for a year and ran screaming out of there. She lived in a basement apartment at this rich bitch blonde’s place. It has a fucking intercom in the apartment and whenever bitch wanted to see my friend (who is very private), her seahag voice would fill the whole fucking place. Anyway, she hated me on sight because I knew she was crazier than a bag of drunken cats. And speaking of drunks, she and her husband would have these wild punch-em out fights – my buddy would have to call the cops and try to comfort the poor kids of this union from hell. My friend said she learned one thing about Terence Bay women – they punch first, ask questions later. Bumming money was another ploy and, apparently, there was this family that would stage car accidents with their truck and ‘settling’ it with their victim for $500-$1000.
Are you still out this way?