Besides, My Man is passed out on the couch, so what the heck.
Coming back from a grocery run just now I was stuck behind a weaving car with five youngish-looking men taking pictures of themselves drinking.
I wanted to scream, "GET OFF THE ROAD YOU CRAZY PUNKS AND GET A LIFE!!!!"
But I didn't.
The end.
Wednesday, October 29, 2008
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Serious kudos on refraining from screaming. Yikes!
If you said it in English would they have understood you? (Sometimes passive-aggressiveness works wonders!)
I cannot wait to live overseas. All that foreign entertainment and such. If you don't love it, don't tell me. We'll pretend together.
hey becky!!! i've been trying to get back in touch with you for like... oh forever! i love reading your blog and miss you tons!!! i have so many thoughts running through my head right now, but anyways... check us out www.holley-family.blogspot.com
mucho luvo!
noel
I followed a drunk driver once - but he didn't have a camera, so it wasn't nearly as exciting as your experience.
But I did want to yell. Instead I called 911 and got him BUSTED!!! Very rewarding.
I am laughing my head off. I would so want to do that too. You are such a great restrained person. Thanks for the smile.
"GET OFF THE ROAD YOU CRAZY PUNKS AND GET A LIFE!" There, I told them for you.
I screamed at my comp in English on my mission once, and again at a guy who mugged me in China. Very therapeutic. :)
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