HOLLA ON THE GO: Cuttin’ Him A New One

While waiting for the bus, a man drove by me twice hollering out the window at me, and twice I flipped him off. The third time he pulled over in front of my stop and began to get out of the car to help me get in for “a ride”. Apparently none of my vulgar swearing got the message across. It took a swing of my fishing knife and a smile saying “I have absolutely no problem cutting you cock off here and now.” For him to leave me alone.