Freedom Town: Aesthetic and Recreational Lawn Alternative
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people pull a lot of shit in traffic they would never pull face to face. people drive like ASSHOLES and feel entitled to fucking other people over while driving.
i was coming back from the gym in southern marin one time with a homie (Gold's Gym in Corte Madera, hot ass Milfs and bitches but wayyyy too many gay dudes.) Anyway my buddy drives fast and has a blacked out 7 series his parents bought him (typical Marin kid) and came up on this little beater truck doing about 55 in the fast lane. This dude brake checks us out of nowhere, and my buddy loses it and the guy gets into the lane next to us and starts yelling at us, like way over the top. Like I said we were cruisin, but at like 75 in a 65, and if you're doing 55 GET THE FUCK OUTTA THE FAST LANE.
so anyway this dude's response way outta line, like you're willing to cause an accident cuz you're angry some kid in a nice car comes up on u hella quick? It wasnt like we had been riding his ass for miles. this dude rolls down his window, while hes next to us and starts yelling his fucking head off. Well we give it back to him, yelling and cussing and flipping him off, and its a fuckin like 40 year old contractor dude with bleached tips and his 19 year old son looking scared in the passenger seat.
typical "road rage" incident until this dude busted out a "Fat boy" to me, and I dont play that shit. Call me fat boy to my face and I will fucking mop u. So I took my buddy's hockey stick, cuz he always plays street and ice hockey, and lean out the window and start swinging at his car. Because of the momentum and wind resistance it was like swinging a fucking anvil but i connected a couple times on his door and hood and all of the traffic behind us BACKED THE FUCK OFF. His kid was screaming for his dad to stop and the look of terror on this faggot's face was priceless. They pulled off the freeway and my buddy and I just drove on. My buddy, who knows I'm always mild mannered and the rational one, was bewildered but stoked that I pulled that shit.
People feel invincible in their cars and killing someone or shooting them is never cool over road rage but don't fuck with people, you have no idea what they're capable of.
i was coming back from the gym in southern marin one time with a homie (Gold's Gym in Corte Madera, hot ass Milfs and bitches but wayyyy too many gay dudes.) Anyway my buddy drives fast and has a blacked out 7 series his parents bought him (typical Marin kid) and came up on this little beater truck doing about 55 in the fast lane. This dude brake checks us out of nowhere, and my buddy loses it and the guy gets into the lane next to us and starts yelling at us, like way over the top. Like I said we were cruisin, but at like 75 in a 65, and if you're doing 55 GET THE FUCK OUTTA THE FAST LANE.
so anyway this dude's response way outta line, like you're willing to cause an accident cuz you're angry some kid in a nice car comes up on u hella quick? It wasnt like we had been riding his ass for miles. this dude rolls down his window, while hes next to us and starts yelling his fucking head off. Well we give it back to him, yelling and cussing and flipping him off, and its a fuckin like 40 year old contractor dude with bleached tips and his 19 year old son looking scared in the passenger seat.
typical "road rage" incident until this dude busted out a "Fat boy" to me, and I dont play that shit. Call me fat boy to my face and I will fucking mop u. So I took my buddy's hockey stick, cuz he always plays street and ice hockey, and lean out the window and start swinging at his car. Because of the momentum and wind resistance it was like swinging a fucking anvil but i connected a couple times on his door and hood and all of the traffic behind us BACKED THE FUCK OFF. His kid was screaming for his dad to stop and the look of terror on this faggot's face was priceless. They pulled off the freeway and my buddy and I just drove on. My buddy, who knows I'm always mild mannered and the rational one, was bewildered but stoked that I pulled that shit.
People feel invincible in their cars and killing someone or shooting them is never cool over road rage but don't fuck with people, you have no idea what they're capable of.
I went thru a phase of wearing all blue for some reason in my freshman and sophomore year of high school. I got into listening to lots of Brotha Lynch and X-Raided and liked to "pretend" I was a Crip, but like any normal suburban white 15 year old I never actually claimed it. I just wore blue Russell Athletic T's and Hoodies and blue Chucks and blue Dickies all the time, it's just what I liked and I couldnt get into the punk or Emo shit my friends wore.
So one time we're at fucking Scandia of all places, a fucking mini golf place in Rohnert Park. That area, including Santa Rosa, has a lot of Norteno gang activity. Well we were chillin, like one other dude and five girls, waitin to get picked up by someones mom in a minivan. Its about ten o clock at night, Scandia had closed, and we're just in the parking lot. This minivan rolls up and stops and the dude we were with, a real pussy, walks up to the car and yanks on the door. One of the girls is like "that's not my moms car, Sean" and the dude backs up. the Sliding door opens and the passenger window rolls down and a Latino looking dude wearing all red hangs a pistol out the window while the guy in the back seat drops a baseball out the door, like tapping it against the floor of the car. Passenger seat dude tells me to come forward, and I'm like "Nah man I'm good," clearly shitting my pants. Hes like "What u claimin?" and I stammered "cl-claiming what? Uh Im not claiming anything." At this point most of the girls and the guy I'm with are scared and silent, but one bitch decides to start talking shit. "Fuck you! What are u gonna fucking do, pussy!" I always hated these types of bitches because they always started shit but obviously could never back it up.
This dudes like "Shut up bitch, I'm not talking to u. Your homie here is wearing all blue and that ain't cool around here. We'll give u a pass this time but don't wear that shit around here again." And they rolled off.
Needless to say I quit wearing that all blue shit.
So one time we're at fucking Scandia of all places, a fucking mini golf place in Rohnert Park. That area, including Santa Rosa, has a lot of Norteno gang activity. Well we were chillin, like one other dude and five girls, waitin to get picked up by someones mom in a minivan. Its about ten o clock at night, Scandia had closed, and we're just in the parking lot. This minivan rolls up and stops and the dude we were with, a real pussy, walks up to the car and yanks on the door. One of the girls is like "that's not my moms car, Sean" and the dude backs up. the Sliding door opens and the passenger window rolls down and a Latino looking dude wearing all red hangs a pistol out the window while the guy in the back seat drops a baseball out the door, like tapping it against the floor of the car. Passenger seat dude tells me to come forward, and I'm like "Nah man I'm good," clearly shitting my pants. Hes like "What u claimin?" and I stammered "cl-claiming what? Uh Im not claiming anything." At this point most of the girls and the guy I'm with are scared and silent, but one bitch decides to start talking shit. "Fuck you! What are u gonna fucking do, pussy!" I always hated these types of bitches because they always started shit but obviously could never back it up.
This dudes like "Shut up bitch, I'm not talking to u. Your homie here is wearing all blue and that ain't cool around here. We'll give u a pass this time but don't wear that shit around here again." And they rolled off.
Needless to say I quit wearing that all blue shit.
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