Pineapple Express: Someone Is Wrong on the Internet?

Drive downtown, in a small town, to pick my son up from work, some cracked out idiot walking down the road, in the lane not even middle of the road, starts cursing me out for....driving?

Good times. Get me the naughty word out of here.
 

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Drive downtown, in a small town, to pick my son up from work, some cracked out idiot walking down the road, in the lane not even middle of the road, starts cursing me out for....driving?

Good times. Get me the naughty word out of here.
Someone really leaned into their horn on me once when- on a rainy day- I used my left turn signal a bit early to indicate I was turning left at the next signal. As in, they triggered the horn as soon as I turned my signal on, and held it down as I hit my brakes, merged into the left turn lane, and continued as they passed through the intersection to my right.
 

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I have found my new favorite sentence form a review: Listening to this as an adult is like being cornered by a tiny, goth assassin armed with a kazoo—you’re scared, confused, and slightly impressed, but mostly wondering why humanity allowed this to happen.
 

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