Thursday night death attempts

While walking back from the restaurant yesterday, a yappy lady in a fucking 911 tried to run me over in the intersection and would have been successful if I hadn't kicked her front bumper and started limping and yelling at her. All she did was slam on her brakes and do a sheepish wave of apology. Then on the drive home, a fat dude on, ironically, a Fat Boy, tried to weave in and out of traffic and ended up with his driver-side mirror colliding with my passenger-side one. Which snapped his off and did nothing to mine except make a big noise. He was actually sorry for hitting my car. I felt sorry his after-market mirrors were so cheaply made. That was pretty funny.

This is pretty funny too. Creed Thoughts. I read through them all at one sitting since he made me laugh on last night's episode. Well, okay, officially here.