Wednesday, January 25, 2006


The "Bike Scratch" Incident

A few days ago I was driving down the road in my car. Sometimes I get bored and just like to drive around and listen to some music. Well, I was coming up on a kid riding his bike. As I got closer I moved over as far over as I could, but just as I am passing him, he turns into me, and his handle bar scratches all down my side.

I had just gotten my car back from the shop, and then this happens. Well, I stop the car, get out and look at the damage, then look at the kid. I asked him what his name was, so he told me. At this moment, the kid starts crying and complaining about how much trouble he was going to be in. I didn’t take any pity on him at all. So, I let him have it. I mean, words were coming from my mouth that you would only hear in a Quentin Tarentino movie. Then I started physically beating the kid just to shut him up. I asked him “How the hell can you be so ignorant to just run into me like that?” He just stared at me. “What's the matter, don’t you know english?” I yelled.

Well, lucky for him, the lady who ran the preschool came out and got him, so I just peed on his bike and stole his training wheels.

Little bastard.

by UberBrian

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