Dear neighbor,

Stop parking so damn close to me, there is no possible way you got out of your car without your door hitting mine.

Sincerely,
Can't open my coupe doors wide enough.

 

Dear Tahoo driver

If you drive 5-10mph under the speed limit in front of me again on my back roads I will punt your ass into the woods until you roll over. Park my car and go get another. I've got another.

 

Dear bitch.

I didn't tailgate you and high-beam you because I drive a lifted pickup and wanted to be a douche (not today anyways). I tailgated you because you were doing 10 under the limit on a highway in the left lane, pacing a vehicle going the same speed in the right and driving with your flashers on and you didn't seem to get the message to get the hell out of the way.

I did enjoy you speeding up and following me another 10 miles to my destination, speeding up and threatening to rear-end me (not that your crap-ass Chrysler minivan could do much to me pickup) and honking and flashing your brights at me.

The icing on the cake had to be when you got out of your van and threatened to kick the ass of everyone in my truck, which happened to be my wife and newborn son. Woman or not, I will not tolerate threats to my family and demonstrated such by actually getting out of my truck and getting in your face. The smell of you crapping yourself when you realized that I might actually knock your ass out was worth it.

Oh, I did get your license plate number before you sped off in fear and my wife got pictures of your van when you decided to play hardball. A road rage report has been filed.

Rot in hell, bitch.

 

^ Well played brother. Can't stand idiots blocking the left lane, MOVE THE FVCK OVER.

 

Move bitch get out the way

 

Dear Awful Driver,

Green light means go. Red light means stop.

 

Dear slightly awful Peugeot driver, please stay to the right when the Audi next to you is sandwiched between you and a Porsche.

 

Never seen this thread before... LOL. If I were to post here about every awful driver I see I would write a book... no, an enciclopedia.

And I don't even leave my house that often.

People in Rio de Janeiro drive like their ass is on the wheel, and their head is left home.

 

Dear awful driver in Denver,

Next time you're playing with your girlfriend's titty in traffic, you might not want to be texting as well. It might prevent from crashing into the pickup next to you...

 

Dear awful drivers,

Next time you stop at the stop light, put more than 1 foot between your car and the car in front of you. I'm not a big fan of the THREE SECOND reaction time between the car in front of you taking off and you finally moving. If you can't see the bottom of the tires of the car in front of you, you're too close.