Tuesday, December 30, 2008
Sticks in Spokes
I am all for acting out of independence and quality individualism. But my god if another little hobbit rides his huffy in circles out in front of my house with speakers stolen from a neighbors car blasting the ying yang twins i am going to invest in spears to hurl into the spokes. What is acheived my little miscreants by swerving through oncoming traffic and scaring the motorists, like the kind of scare a lawsuit burns into your mind, not the actual scare of striking one of these mental midgets. Appearntly they missed the school assembly where they fake a car accident, helicopter and all. Maybe they ought to change the show, put a little kid sticking out of the windshield, bike flung into the seats, blood, his stupid little brain laying on the front seat next to some old ladies dentures. Ok, a little harsh, but for fucks sake, what happens when one of these kids gets outmatched by a car. A FUCKING CAR VS A HUFFY? I put my money on the soccer mom, unless you take those speakers off the handlebars and put ET in a basket you are not going to win dipshit. And hey although i think it is the stupidest shit in the world, duct tape the fuck out of your bike, express your angst, unleash that gradeschool creativity, go for it. But one day someone as pissed off as i am is going to swerve towards you instead of away and send your ignorant little ass through a glass reality check.
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