bu$hleaguer
Well-Known Member
Got chased today after work. No lie.
I was passing through an intersection near home and a fucker turned right into the side of me without looking. Luckily I saw this fuckhead at the last second and swerved into the other lane next to me and dodged him. If there had been a car right next to me I would have nailed it. There was one- but he was a half a car behind me so he just honked at me. I waved at them like " sorry, brah, his cock pump behind me now almost hit me!!"
So now fuck staff is behind me in his off white SUV and I'm super pissed and riled up because I just saved my fucking car so I'm staring at him in the rear view mirror and I throw my arms up like "what the fuck, asshole?" Kinda gesture. He doesn't do anything- I can barely make him out in the driver's seat but it's a big dude in a cowboy hat I think.
We drive another quarter mile, with him behind me and I'm watching him like a hawk. 2 more times I throw my arms up and give him the "you dumb fucking bastard" routine and he does nothing, making me think he may not of even realized what had almost happened.
We slowly come towards my street (which has several neighborhoods and connecting streets throughout it) and I put on my blinker and slow down. He gets out from behind me into the other lane to pass me and is next to me as I'm turning so I get to look at him and I throw my arms up again like "dude what the fuck man."
I turn right into my street. I spin my head around long enough to see him rip a right immediately into a parking lot on the corner, through the lot and back all crazy like onto the street behind me. I'm like, "oh fuck, seriously? This stupid fuck almost hit ME and now he's barreling after me. There's one car between him and me, and I'm going about 40 and he's going about 30.
So now I've got the adrenaline pumping. I'm speeding along, not sure if he's really following me and I'm just paranoid, or what.... But I'm putting distance between he and I. I put on my blinker a bit before my driveway since he was a ways behind me and then quickly flip it off and keep going. No way am I letting this crazed pig fucker see where I live. I rip a right and fly down a side street and bang a right, basically doubling back behind him. He rips a u turn when he realizes what I'm doing and I see him drive over a dudes fucking mailbox- I see the fucking thing explode on his hood. It's broad daylight mind you, it's 2:30 in the afternoon.
I'm freaking out now- I was- this dude was crazy.
I ripped down another cut through street and about halfway down I see him coming right at me, a few hundred yards a way at most. Oh FUCK. I rock a quick 3 point turn in a driveway and screech the fuck around, ripping my first available turn off the street and then another turn. I ended up near my kid's school so I flew into their parking lot and parked among a ton of other cars and sat in the car for ten minutes or so. The last time I saw his inbred ass was on that street when he was coming at me....
Needless to say I parked in the garage when I finally got to my house.
What the fuck man?! I'm still pretty riled up about it, it freaked me out. What if he just fucking shot my ass? Damn. Every time I go outside now I'm looking for that SUV, and I don't think I'm going to park my car in the driveway for a week or so.
I was passing through an intersection near home and a fucker turned right into the side of me without looking. Luckily I saw this fuckhead at the last second and swerved into the other lane next to me and dodged him. If there had been a car right next to me I would have nailed it. There was one- but he was a half a car behind me so he just honked at me. I waved at them like " sorry, brah, his cock pump behind me now almost hit me!!"
So now fuck staff is behind me in his off white SUV and I'm super pissed and riled up because I just saved my fucking car so I'm staring at him in the rear view mirror and I throw my arms up like "what the fuck, asshole?" Kinda gesture. He doesn't do anything- I can barely make him out in the driver's seat but it's a big dude in a cowboy hat I think.
We drive another quarter mile, with him behind me and I'm watching him like a hawk. 2 more times I throw my arms up and give him the "you dumb fucking bastard" routine and he does nothing, making me think he may not of even realized what had almost happened.
We slowly come towards my street (which has several neighborhoods and connecting streets throughout it) and I put on my blinker and slow down. He gets out from behind me into the other lane to pass me and is next to me as I'm turning so I get to look at him and I throw my arms up again like "dude what the fuck man."
I turn right into my street. I spin my head around long enough to see him rip a right immediately into a parking lot on the corner, through the lot and back all crazy like onto the street behind me. I'm like, "oh fuck, seriously? This stupid fuck almost hit ME and now he's barreling after me. There's one car between him and me, and I'm going about 40 and he's going about 30.
So now I've got the adrenaline pumping. I'm speeding along, not sure if he's really following me and I'm just paranoid, or what.... But I'm putting distance between he and I. I put on my blinker a bit before my driveway since he was a ways behind me and then quickly flip it off and keep going. No way am I letting this crazed pig fucker see where I live. I rip a right and fly down a side street and bang a right, basically doubling back behind him. He rips a u turn when he realizes what I'm doing and I see him drive over a dudes fucking mailbox- I see the fucking thing explode on his hood. It's broad daylight mind you, it's 2:30 in the afternoon.
I'm freaking out now- I was- this dude was crazy.
I ripped down another cut through street and about halfway down I see him coming right at me, a few hundred yards a way at most. Oh FUCK. I rock a quick 3 point turn in a driveway and screech the fuck around, ripping my first available turn off the street and then another turn. I ended up near my kid's school so I flew into their parking lot and parked among a ton of other cars and sat in the car for ten minutes or so. The last time I saw his inbred ass was on that street when he was coming at me....
Needless to say I parked in the garage when I finally got to my house.
What the fuck man?! I'm still pretty riled up about it, it freaked me out. What if he just fucking shot my ass? Damn. Every time I go outside now I'm looking for that SUV, and I don't think I'm going to park my car in the driveway for a week or so.
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