Okay, I want to apologize to those of you who are offended by hurtful language…and some of you may even want to skip this post…but it needs to be said.
Dear Ignorant Bitch,
You! Yes, I’m talking to you, the ignorant bitch riding in the passenger seat of that shit-brown gas-guzzler with Kentucky license plate 445-FYH. Let me tell you something rather than yelling like a fucking imbecile out of a moving car. First of all, don’t yell at me. You have no right and if you weren’t so ignorant, you’d know that you have no right. Second of all, “Use the sidewalk!” is not acceptable in the city. Any one with half an ounce of sense, which you apparently are lacking, knows by now that bicycles are afforded the same right as vehicles and it’s illegal to ride them on the sidewalk. It’s even in the driver’s manual…but since you were riding in the passenger seat, maybe you’re too fucking dumb to have received a license, which wouldn’t surprise me in the least! And, I swear to God, I wish that stoplight had been red longer so I could have rolled up and given you a piece of my mind…especially with that police officer sitting at the light as well. That would’ve been the highlight of my day! Dammit…you fucking pissed me off and I was having a decent day until then and the absolute rage I feel right now makes me want to find you and really tell you off.
But I have to mow the grass at the moment and, to be honest, I’m not even sure your thick skull could comprehend what I would try to beat into it. Stupid bitch!
Gah! Some people!
See you in the funny papers!