Last night I told my mom I'd rather starve to death than get raped by a pack of niggers during a red/blue political discussion. She got pissed off. My Grandfather taught me, "I'd rather YOU be mad than I be mad" tho, so I was O-fukkin'-K with it.
February when I was still commuting an hour to work, i was passing cars going 10 over the limit in the left lane but some faggot thought that wasnt fast enough so he tailgated me for a good 5 minutes before i got over a lane and flipped him off. The best part was seeing him pulled over by a traffic cop not ten miles down the road.