The trouble with retarded middle-aged women...

CUNT. WHORE. BITCH.

I cant shake this anger that remains perched on my back like a well armed anger-monkey.

This morning began all well and fine, but thats not the topic of this story. NOOOOO no. today im here too weave a tale of sheer anger, with a one woman cast of retards.

Today, as i drove to work, i was behind a minivan. Not just any minivan mind you, this minivan would prove to be piloted by a gossiping, Oprah watching, mindless piece of cunt. Even worse, she was on a cellphone.

Getting off on the telegraph road exit, i cannot see anything in front of her. No matter, as a driver it is her duty to watch the road. everyone knows this, right?

Apparently she didnt.

BREAK LIGHTS. TIRES SQUEEL.

i react. swerve to the right, and lock em up, which puts me directly next to the unpredictable 40 year old bag of bon-bons. At which time, she decides: "OMGOMGOMGPOMGMOGOMGOMGOGMOGMG SWERVE INTO THE ESCORT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

smooth bitch. way smooth.

Once again, i react. Like a battle scene out of mad max, she forces me onto the hill next to the express way, to which i am then forced to accelerate ahead of her, so i can clear the overpass pillions. if i would not have done that, i would be something resembling a red paste with bits of ford escort protruding from every which way.

Strange thing is, the whole time this is happening, no adrenaline. no shaky hands. no panic. all i could think was "you stupid cunt."

whoever you are, i hope you do the same thing to someone with an anger problem and a handgun.

-Demo