I Love Shitty Drivers

By love I mean I love making fun of them. While driving into Jacksonville with a friend of mine earlier today we were behind this completely awesome looking Corvette. I honestly almost jizzed from the absolute glory of it, the car was so beautiful. We're driving behind this car and his blinker is on. His left blinker while in the center lane with no intention of merging, but his blinker was on. I was laughing more than I thought possible.  He finally turned it off and we passed him. Now, I did make eye conact with this man as we sped by, mainly because I have a thing for cute guys with hotter cars. I was very disappointed to be locking eyes with a large black man. He must have felt shown up by my lack of enthusiasm or a lesser car passing him because not two minutes later he's speeding full throttle past us, causing the two of us to nearing piss our pants from laughter. We did catch up to him at a light a few minutes later, and yes, his blinker was on.

Later on in the evening, we were heading home. We get stuck behind this dickwad in a Mitsubishi who apparently doesn't know how to drive his own car. He continually brake checked us regardless of the fact we were a car length behind him. It wasn't like we were on his ass or anything. He did this for ten minutes before we came to a light, which we did then get right up on his bumper. He'd inch forward, so would we. Another inch forward on his part, then followed up by us. The guy hated us.