People. B|

[kiffie]

There are two very major ways to piss me off on the road.

1) Honk at me when I try to change lanes, despite my signaling for more than a block, and even though I have given ten feet or more in front of your car.

2) Insult my car as I drive by.

Both happened as I came home today.

You can insult me. You can flip me off and cuss me out and what have you. But you do not tell me to "get that thing off the road."

Two teenage boys were playing tennis in the street. I passed them. One of them yelled at me as I went by. I slammed on my brakes (after checking behind me, of course) and very honestly considered turning around and telling those two little punks off, possibly with Jeeves' bumper. I stopped myself only because my mom was in the car and that would have been immature.

I hope the banshee-like screech of Jeeves' wheels was enough to frighten the fucks.

Comments

[eliyes.livejournal.com]

;o;

*hugs Jeeves, who is awesome*

[kiffie.livejournal.com]

Jeeves is awesome, sir.

If only he wouldn't spill his tea on my shoes so often, though. :(

(Jeeves needs a carb adjustment at some point, for there is a considerable amount of gas coming from his tail pipe. This is likely either the carbs, themselves, or a burnt out spark plug.)

[eliyes.livejournal.com]

(I assumed by tea you meant oil. I think this is because I used to watch The Beverly Hillbillies and can still sing/recite the theme song.)

[kiffie.livejournal.com]

Texas tea. X3

[eliyes.livejournal.com]

Jeeves: *gentlemanly sip*