Neanderpundit

OK, I’ve put up with this shit for pretty long. Far too long, if you ask me. Yeah, I know, nobody asked me, but fuck it anyway.

First: When you’re done shopping, take the cart you used to wheel your single bottle of coke out to your fucktardmobile, and ROLL IT TO A CART GARAGE. There are THIRTY OF THEM in the parking lot at Wally World, and you PARKED NEXT TO ONE. All you had to do was to roll the cart aroud to the other side of YOUR VEHICLE, and PUSH IT IN. No, you had to leave it in the only available parking place within 300 yards of the door.

Don’t bother me, becuase I park far away from all you assholes anyway, but there just MIGHT be someone who needs to USE that handicapped space, you asshelmet.

Second: Okay, rectum breath: During construction projects, there are often places where an on-ramp merges abruptly. Most of the time this is a pain in the ass, but you could see the oncoming traffic for two miles. You knew EXACTLY where you could merge. You knew that if you kept speed, you could get between the semi and the car, and you had five car lengths to do so. Instead, you chose to STOP AND WAIT FOR ALL TRAFFIC TO CEASE BEFORE MERGING.

Not only that, but you chose to stop at the BOTTOM OF THE EXIT RAMP WHERE NOBODY COULD SEE YOU UNTIL THEY WERE RIGHT BEHIND YOU, DOING 60 SO THEY COULD MERGE PROPERLY. Maybe you heard the horn? maybe you sensed me sending the mental message “THE ACCELERATOR IS ON THE RIGHT, FUCKTARD!!” Maybe you felt the nephiew clenching his asscheeks so tight it took him two hours to remove the seat cover from his nether regions. All I know is, for a few moments there, we were all just about to die. If you don’t understand the simple concepts of merging, you MIGHT want to GET OFF THE FUCKING ROAD.

That’s all I can take for now. Where’d I put that Cozaar?

This, for the Pirhana brothers, was the turning point.