Grrrr....
Riding my bike to work today I got hit on my leg by a water balloon. It was about 6:45 PM. I was somewhere around Strawberry and Meadow I think...I can't remember the exact place. I was so angry. I hide for five minutes waiting to see if the people, wherever they were, would come back out so I could verbally attack them and hold them down until the police came. Unfortunately I was already running a bit late for work so I left the scene. I wish I had waited a bit longer.
What idiots!
What if they hit me in my head, fell off my bike into traffic and got run over by a car! It could have happened. I was so terrified at first. I thought someone threw a glass bottle of beer at me. Luckily nothing bad happened (other then being a little shaken up and angry).
I'm sure they were stupid some drunken VCU idiots (with small penises), and not those lovely two ladies in hot pink one-pieces or that hunk-of-a-thing in neon swim trunks like you see above.
Anyway. Jerks. Stupid jerks. Whatever you do comes back to you three times fold. BLA!
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Maybe if the jerks wore hot pink bathings suits and neon swim trunks they would feel so happy that they wouldn't have to throw water balloons at people to get a laugh.
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