Hey! A man after my own heart. Preacher, glad you wasn't to mad, I just do
a reverse over the hood. Bahahahahahahahhahahaha.
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Steve St.Laurent
2000 Dakota 4.7L, CC, Soon to be Supercharged
1999 Chebby gone in 2003
1993 Suzuki Tracker (Geo) 1.6L
COMING SOON
2003 Aspiring for a V-10 GTS-R
2003 Dodge Dakota 5.7 Hemi R/T
-----Original Message-----
From: owner-dakota-truck@buffnet.net
[mailto:owner-dakota-truck@buffnet.net]On Behalf Of Bernd D. Ratsch
Sent: Friday, September 15, 2000 4:26 PM
To: dakota-truck@buffnet.net
Subject: DML: RE: ROAD RAGE
BAHAHAHAHAHAA....
That took some Balls!! ;)
- Bernd
-----Original Message-----
From: owner-dakota-truck@buffnet.net
Subject: DML: ROAD RAGE
So I'm driving home today, traffic is bumper to bumper, stop & go for 20
miles along the freeway. Off ramps and on ramps are backed up as far as the
eye can see. I have been driving for over an hour trying to get to my home
which lies 14 miles from work.
There is a fat, balding, coke-bottle-bottom-glasses wearing, gold chains
flashing, cell-phone talking New Yorker in a Piece of sh** Honda accord
who is tailgating me. He is riding my ass at a distance of MAYBE 6 inches
for 3 miles.
I waved, I flashed my brake lights, I did a full-on brake-check and even
put my back-up lights on and nothing works.
I wait until traffic stops again, throw the truck in park, jumped out of
the truck, into the bed, and step over the tailgate onto the hood of his
car. I walk to two steps until I can crouch in front of his windshield and
tell him to back the **** off, that there is no reason to be driving like
an a**hole, then asked if he had any questions. He just stared at me, his
jaw resting on his ample belly.
He stayed about 6 car-lengths behind me until I got off the freeway about 6
miles later.
Pissant.
I did do a smart thing and leave my pistol in the truck.
Preacher
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