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Road rage in LA, Inevitable and Insane

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Not to dwell on traffic stuff but:

Just because i cut this woman off, and then flipped her the middle finger after she honked at me for cutting her off, she starts following me and riding my bumper so close that i can't even see her front license plate in my mirrors.

She is in her 40's and driving an Infinity SUV, and i can't stop wondering what she plans on doing once i park my car... Wag her finger at me in disapproval? Believe me i was shaking in my goddamned boots. Pfff riiight.

But then it dawns on me that maybe she is as psychoticly vengeful as I am, and she is only following me so that she will know where to come back later to throw her coffee at my parked, unattended car. yikes, right?

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So I begin to do things like drive around the same block a few times, or make sudden U-turns, and of course just doing donuts in empty parking lots. Nothing shakes this lunatic off my trail. She is relentless. Sensing that she had me on the ropes, she finally pulled up next to me, rolled down her window, and said, "well hey tough guy, what's da mattah?!?!" and sped off laughing at me, while i tried to think of something to comeback with.

I eventually screamed a garbled, "stop following me!" but there was no way she heard me.

So just remember that you can always get punked on the roads in Los Angeles, because it's the craziest person who wins. And around here there's always someone crazier than you are. Especially those plastic surgery addicted, Infinity SUV drivin', road rage havin', Prada-clad devils on the rampage. It's true.

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