Yeah, I’m done with cyclists also. I’m now onto hating on drivers.
The other day I was walking back home from a meeting. I had a tote bag with drawings and a measuring tape (Stanley’s 35′ Fat Max – it’s heavy). A car decided to roll at the Stop sign missing me by inches. I hit the rear of the car with my bag and of course it made a loud noise. The car stops, guy rolls down his window and asks if he hit me and if I was OK.
I yell at him that he hit my bag and it’s a stop sign blah blah blah.
I hope that measuring tape left a dent on the side of his car! I didn’t look.
i think i’ve come to the conclusion that lean towards a more Victorian side of sexuality i guess.
*rob*
“chicks who dont like their gooberpies eaten out?”
Unimaginable.
“there are 2 sides to every story.”
BULLSHIT!!!
As long as you know one side, you know EVERYTHING.
Doesn’t matter what the ‘other person’ went/going through.
“his only account in BJs”
Guess it runs in the family, dave.
🙂
“than chicks who dont like their gooberpies eaten out?”
then they haven’t had it done right.
CGar, dont lawyers say there’s at least 4 sides to every story – ie the 3rd and 4th sides are those from attorney from both parties
My brother is an account rep for a major US consumer products company and his only account in BJs
Rob, time to switch to an easier subject to understand, convey, etc – ie COLD FUSION
Yeah, I’m done with cyclists also. I’m now onto hating on drivers.
The other day I was walking back home from a meeting. I had a tote bag with drawings and a measuring tape (Stanley’s 35′ Fat Max – it’s heavy). A car decided to roll at the Stop sign missing me by inches. I hit the rear of the car with my bag and of course it made a loud noise. The car stops, guy rolls down his window and asks if he hit me and if I was OK.
I yell at him that he hit my bag and it’s a stop sign blah blah blah.
I hope that measuring tape left a dent on the side of his car! I didn’t look.