It’s A Fire Engine, Beeyatch!

Just a little rant. Bad language, yada yada yada

So, this bitch flips me off and starts making pointing and keep going gestures. Why, because I dared to stop for a fire engine, lights and sirens on, instead of going 40 feet farther where traffic was stopped for a light.

Why did I stop, bitch? Why, several reasons”

  1. It’s the law.
  2. There was a street right there, which the engine might have wanted to go down.
  3. It’s common fucking courtesty.
  4. I’d want someone to stop so the fire department could get to mi casa.
  5. It’s the right thing to do.
  6. Did I mention “It’s the Law?”

So, fuck you, skank. Lucky I didn’t get out and let the air out of your tires. Maybe you should refrain yourself in front of your young children. Asshole.

There. I feel better.

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2 Responses to “It’s A Fire Engine, Beeyatch!”

  1. Ogre says:

    How DARE you delay her progress!

    If you really want to have fun with people like that, park in front of them so they can’t drive away, then act like a complete and total idiot. Walk over to their car like you’re worried they’re trying to tell you something important. “What’s that Lassie? Timmy fell down a well?” sort of attitude.

    If they swear at you in person, just act really, really confused. The more you delay them, the better.

  2. LOL. Might have to try that next time, rather then buy in to the liberal style rage that gripped me.

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