Due to the horrible drivers in Utah, I've developed a habit of cursing at them in a faux-gangsta accent. I don't really curse outside of the sound-proof confines of my truck, but I can totally see the scenario now: My Mom and I are driving to the mall and someone pulls out in front of us and I yell, "Yo, Muthafucka!" or "Move, bitch, get out the way!"
1 comment:
i double dog dare you
Post a Comment