[fuck merz drivers]
ok ok .. i'm back.. like it or not.. Whoever u are reading this.. if u drive a merz and f**k around on the road.. *m|m* ..
this afternoon... i was destined to cross a small double lane road along the widely assumed safe road of Singapore.. and which my basic theory also tells me that no car is allowed to travel beyond the speed limit of 50 kph.. well.. personally I do find it fair enuff if its over the limit only when the road is clear.. anyway back the my little riding hood story ..... as i did practiced my look-right-look-left-and-then-back-right crossing road method.. i could gauge a merz at a fair and safe distance traveling towards me.. and so.. after doing some complex analysis and calculations, i cross the road.. i've passed the lane that the merz was travelling.. but when i was half way through my next lane (which was also half a lane distance to the kerb) .. this SOAB f**king horn at me ! .. ~!@#$%^ (<<--
Vulgarity
Beyond
Vocabulary).. i mean.. wtf ?!?!.. he cuts into my lane when he negotiate the bend.. @#$%^&*!!! (<<--again.. VBV).. as my calculations are not meant to involve complex situation like this.. I was caught by surprise.. the horn did its part on causing intangible damage to my heart and soul.. Insurance policy dun covers that !!.. and so.. out of self-emotion recovery mode.. i give that SOAB my usual ritual of long, cold hard stare, and when our eyes meet in straight lines.. he got a fair share and clear view of my finger greetings.. full sum !..
I have to admit that it came quite naturally.. but then.. the story doesn’t end here, this f**ker was no easy chap!!.. his response was almost instant but weirdly, becos.. while the right hand was trying to get a grip on the steering wheel.. and with eyes which were suppose to be monitoring the road, glued to the rear mirror.. the left hand clumsily waved that pathetic finger back at me.. it was then I noticed the inside car drama.. the bewildered female passenger on his left (assumed wife) try to calm the f**k down the f**king outta-control fingers and I think the poor child who is innocently seated behind the car may be wondering what happen to his/her father's fingers after that horn..
hmmm.. ok… end of story.. no fights .. no blood.. pheww.. much better after venting out this piece of shit on post.. guess some people just find driving a merz such a wondrous experience that they forgot about people like us who cross the same road they are driving on everyday.. with that kind of driving.. he can gets to any place fast.. and that hopefully includes his hell..
But then.. as I related my outmost aggravation to
Liz.. she try to calm me down with her usual gentle approach.. hehe.. and mentioned that its not correct to curse people even if they are in the wrong.. and attempt to hint in slim chances that my ‘natural response’ was not very appreciative too.. hehehe.. ok.. then I shall repent…
I pray in all angles that the f**ker.. opps.. the loser will drive more carefully and his fingers like mine, can be tamed by the one that sits closest to our hearts…. Chill-out !
[Announcement]
Viz will be away for the next few days…
Do Not attempt any odd stunts in trying to contact him as handphone will be out of reach.
Miss Ya Liz !