I drive my motorbike like a madman. It is a beautiful S2R Ducati Monster (750 cc) so like a good fag I see it as my single opportunity to be a maverick as my gay face is hidden by my helmet.
I am also a rude driver. Every morning I skip the line of cars going from Columbia to Connecticut avenue by acting as if I was going to take a right turn and then cutting the line. I flash my lights at people all the time and intentionally frighten pedestrians at crosswalks. Awful !
This morning, I woke up with a terrible cold which decuplates the chances that I will act as amaor fuck. I had to go to my dentist so I dragged myself to my bike ready to annoy my fellow drivers. I was on M. drive(driving fast enough to ensure that if I was to run over a toddler he would not have any chance to survive), when I got stuck behind some type of a volvo break stopped on the left lane of M. Street. I first started honking violently and as the driver made move to pass her by, I got angry and stuck my front wheel in a rear bender. Finally as she would not move, I got off my bike and approached her window in a menacing manner to ask her what the f**ck is her problem.
So the poor old lady (terrified) told me that she was trying to park but couldn't because I had stopped right before her. I did not apologize and went to park a little further. As we were all going in the same building I was terrified she was also going to see my dentist. She probably had cancer too...
Anyway I am an asshole.