Republican Homicidal Rage: Case History #1
I biked to the library and some asshole in a black SUV almost ran me over — I was on the sidewalk. I yelled and slid my bike down on the sidewalk otherwise the rightard would have run right over me.
This time I was able to take off after the fucker since he was forced to stop at Alosta near Grand. I got up beside his driving side and he was looking in his rear view mirror looking for me. I tapped on the window and motioned him to roll the window down.
The rightard clicked his door locks and rolled the window down half way. I said, “You know you almost ran over me, asshole?”
The rightard grinned and said, “Yeah, I did. So?”
I said, “You must be a mother fucking Republican, huh?”
That took the smile off. The rightard once again clicked his door locks and started rolling up his window, inching forward looking for a gap in Alosta traffic so he could run the red light and make a left turn onto Alosta. I said, “Yeah, you’re a mother fucking Republican.”
As his window started going up the rightard said, “You’d better watch out” to which I replied, “You’re a fucking mother fucking Republican, all right” as he ran the red light and sped away.
Truth: You put dickless Republicans in an SUV and they’re suddenly Uber Assholes, willing to deliberately run people over on bikes, trying to make themselves believe they’re real men.