Me, speaking to the Ragin' Mrs. while another L.A. yahoo guns his compensation-cycle past our house at top RPMs...
Me: I don't think I've ever hated loud pipes the way I do here.
Ragin' Mrs: I don't know, hate is such a soft word......
Yes, Mr. Smallweiner, I get that you have glasspacks on your penis-extension of a car. I get that you try to pick up chicks by peeling out and screaming down the road after the light turns green. Doing it in a suburban area right outside my house?
Go fuck yourself.
There are exactly four loud engines in this neighborhood that I don't mind hearing, and they belong to the quartet of WWII planes that take off from the airport and fly in formation to their next heading. Everybody else can blow me.
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