lions and tigers and...birds, oh my

i got up to massachusetts on friday, and several hours after my arrival dominique and i picked her sister up from school and brought her to get her hair did. we grabbed lunch at a nearby subway, then went out for a drive and took the scenic route home.

we were driving peacefully down a back road in some traffic, and decided to turn around and head towards home. dominique puts her left turn signal on and stops to wait for oncoming traffic to pass. all of a sudden, we hear screeching tires, and this fat old guy behind us yells out of his truck window "you stupid fuck!"

i dont know if he had a problem with us turning left, or if he just had a severe case of crabs that was flaring up, but you dont call my girlfriend a stupid fuck. so naturally i expressed my feelings towards him as i sometimes do, and i flipped him off. predictably, he did not like this.

but this man had more pent up anger than most. traffic passed, and we turned down the side street to turn around. the guy in the truck turns quickly into a driveway right after this road, turns around, and comes flying down the road after us, all the while yelling "you're flipping me off?! YOU'RE flipping me off?!?!" of course i was, asshole.

as we're turning around, he parks his truck in the road, and comes running after our car (if you could call it running), yelling about being flipped off the whole time. to give the interaction some closure, we both flip him off as we drive away, for being a total douchebag. the combination of his rabid anger and chasing our car probably gave him a heart attack soon after. or maybe it caused him to shed a pound or two. really, his fat ass should probably have thanked us for giving him the most exercise he's seen in years, unless you consider trying to find your own genetalia in the shower exercise.

i've told many stories on this blog about flipping people off. i've described my actions in many different ways. but this time, i thought i would help you out, dear readers, so you can imagine what it's really like. after all, a picture is worth 1000 words.