I was driving down a 30mph main road in a residential area and this teenage fool was tailgating. Now, being a father of four I really can't condone speeding or bad driving habits in areas like this. I can understand it if I'm lolygaging along at 20mph, but at or above 30 is a no go (I was going 35 anyway).
Anyway, I've never seen anyone closer... if my ball hitch were on he would've been attached. Since I was going soooo slow in his mind I thought I'd share one of my favorite pasttimes with him . Down went the gas, light on the breaks and out came the biggest, most beautiful light blocking creation known to man... a cloud of smoke any diesel man would be envious of. The poor teenager started to choke, weave and finally fell of my rear like a dingleberry stuck to a ****zu's hindquarters.
Feeling satisfied, I continued down the road only to realize he had somehow reattached. So, I repeated the process.... smoke, choke weave and release. Apparently teenagers are a two-treatment process.
When he passed as I turned into the auto store, he wouldn't even look over. In reality, I think he was going to the same place I was and didn't have the balls to pull in.
I love teenagers! They always find a way to make my day.