While out riding today, some guy with a (non-ironic) pornstache driving a yellow Mustang passed me way too close for comfort. It was on an area of road where there was no reason for such a close pass. Surprisingly, I refrained from telling him a thing or two about etiquette and safety.
A half mile later, Pornstache was pulled over by a Shaker Heights police officer and received a speeding ticket.
At that point, my good day just got better.
2 comments:
Later, the guy got herpes.
how do you know it was non-ironic. are assholes incapable of irony?
:)
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