Originally Posted by
Auto Donk
well written piece, big biz.......
for shits and grins I once let a streetwalkin' ho jump in my 645.... when I got a full glimpse of how nasty she was, I pulled over and ordered her out, and then had a similar converation with her about "not gettin' out til i get some cash." After I replied with a psychotic sounding threat of her with being dumped in the nearest bayou after I ass raped her for free, she reached down and grabbed as much change out of that little "change holder" dish by the lighter (it was piled with quarters and other shit), scooped as much of it as she could, and started to bail....
I "karate chopped" her left arm, causing her too fumble the majority of her loot (she had it cupped in both hands by that point).... we both started to laff as I was screaming what a theivin' ho she was, and her screaming "fuk you!!!!".....
Like you, I hit the gas as soon as I knew she had one foot firmly on the ground, and that heavy 645 ci door almost took her f'n head off as it slammed..... she managed to duck and avoid it as she has diving out of the way.....
I hit the aggie war hymn on my horn as I sped away (honking "Hullabaloo,,,, kaneck kaneck, Hullabaloo, kaneck kaneck" in perfect sequence), and to my surprise she was up quick flippin me off, but then bent back over to pick up her spilled loot off the ground..... Reminding me that I'd just been robbed, which angered me to the point of slamming on the breaks, hoppin' out, and firing a string of shots up into the air (which of course she thought I was throwin her way, causing her to drop even more change and break a heel as she bolted out of the street and around the corner.....)
ah, the good ol days