I got rear-ended on the way home from work by an old drunk guy. It was at 5:30, on a Tuesday. What the Feck sir? Luckily I was looking in the rear-view, so I slammed the gas right as he hit, so my car’s fine.
We both got out of our cars and he gave me some lame-ass story about how something was up with his wife’s brakes, and he was just testing it out, and they wouldn’t work.
I told him, He was obviously drunk and he should go home before he hurts someone.
