>be me
>driving home from grocery store, car loaded with pasta, wine and mozzarella for beautiful dinner
>blasting dean martin at stop light, windows down
>sheboon in car next to me starts screaming profanities because music is too loud
>turn it up, now unable to hear her screeching
>she and her bull speed off a few seconds later, running the red light
>keep driving
>next victim is college wigger blasting rap
>turn up dean martin again, drowning out his coontunes
>he becomes visibly agitated and speeds off as soon as light turns green
>match his speed and make sure to take the spot next to him at next stop light, now singing along
>he speeds off again, let him this time
>drive the rest of the way home uneventfully
Nigger/soyboy/general salt thread.