Fiftieth Post and One Dumb Muhfukah...

Damn, Tucson must be number one in America for Men With Small Penises.

The Scene: When I'm driving, I don't like people looking at me. Looking as in staring. Makes me nervous. This takes place on Ajo.

So when this skater white dude with spiked hair pulls up next to me at a light, revving what I think is a gold unmolested Sentra and staring, it makes me nervous. Light turns green, and I don't tear off; I accelerate a little slow. He stays even. I speed up past him, and he gets even. My lane becomes slowed down by people turning right; his lane is clear, and he goes past me, and eventually gets in front of me. We both turn onto the freeway. Now, at the merge onto I-19, I get into the far right lane and haul it as to not cause others behind me to have to apply their brakes. He, I guess, gets offended and gives chase. He gets on my right and is staring at me. I have no idea who homefries is, don't care, just want him to go away. I speed up. He speeds up. I slow down. He gets in front of me, swerving to do so, and stares at me in his rear view. I give a sarcastic half wave at his ass and start laughing. I guess this makes his wanger burn, and makes him do something nearly unforgivably stupid.

I-19 at this point is approaching the El Paso turn off, shortly before the bridge merge onto I-10. See pic below.



Now, you see where the El Paso exit is? You see how I-19 has two lanes?

HE GOT INTO THE RIGHT EXIT LANE TO EL PASO, STEPPED ON IT, AND CROSSED OVER HARD LEFT IN FRONT OF BOTH LANES OF TRAFFIC ONTO THE I-10 BRIDGE.

This causes much slamming of brakes and hornage. I am by now positive he's going to cause a fucking wreck. Mercifully he knew what the fuck he was doing, and didn't.

Yep, he sure showed me. Sure put me in my place. *rolls eyes*. Honestly, if I was able to meet him, I'd probably shake the shit out of him and scream-ask if he knew THAT HE COULD HAVE BEEN KILLED ACTING LIKE THAT. Then I'd probably cry. Stupid stupid stupid people not realizing kinetic energy and high speed and how FAST things can happen and then SPLAT dead or worse crippled and how can these stupid dumb shit kids not realize these things augh.

Yeah, so this the fitty-post.

Salutations to both Velociman and Acidman, both of whom screwed the pooch and made me, their bastard blogdaughter. Sorry fellas. You inspired me, and look what happened. I suspect neither will claim me until I drag them on Oprah and paternity test them in front of millions of breathless viewers.