A Marked Man....

What a ride to work today. There I am just cruising jamming out to Rihanna "We Found Love" on 24 north and all of a sudden this 50 year old Indian guy cut's me off in his shitty Corolla. Obviously I wasn't going to let this slide so I gunned it right by him. Ok whatever it's over, a nice lil show of who's boss on the road. Back to practicing for American Idol, Wrong! I look to my right and I see this guy say F*ck you and then gives me the finger while speeding off. Evidently this guy was unaware I took a full scoop of Assault this morning (Pre Work out Supplement). I've been known to get a little crazy myself kimosabi! I immediately buckle my seat belt and turned into Ricky Bobby, waiting for my "Sling Shot" move opportunity. The next thing I know I'm side by side with this dude beeping my horn yelling "Pull Over". You know you scared the shit out of someone when they refuse to look at you because they know if you make eye contact its put up or shut up. This guy knew he was a marked man when I brought out the camera and took a picture of him.

Ps: I'll be waiting for you on 93 tomorrow pal...