Dickwad Driver

To the dickwad who tried to run me off the road this morning:

You are not going to ruin my day. You only made me aware of how stupid people are. Here I was happily driving to work all alone without a care in the world. I knew I was going to have problems when I had to wait forever at the stop sign for you, dickwad, to drive your fat ass passed me.

When you finally drove your fat ass passed, I pulled out and it didn’t take long for me to catch you. Obviously you were being a dickwad looking to ruin someone’s day.

When I knew it was all clear, I went to pass as I was doing less than 60mph. Thank god the oncoming traffic was far away. Thank you dickwad for stepping on the gas and making it almost impossible to get around. Stepping on it and going 75 mph to get around you means you are a dickwad and couldn’t bare the thought of a “girl” passing you.

Guess what buddy. My little four cylander car passed your big gas/diesel guzzling truck and then made YOU slow down. It cost me less to get around you than it did for you to show your dickwad self and make your piece of crap gas/diesel guzzling truck go faster. How do you like that dickwad? I should have slowed down a lot more and made you hit me. If you would have hit me, it would have been your fault. Duh dickwad, think about it for once. Why oh why can’t I learn to be a dickwad like others are.

Do unto others as they do to you. Come on motherfucker. If I see you, dickwad, in your fat ass truck, watch out. Cuz you’re gonna buy me a new car. I’ll teach you to mess with me.