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I know this will sound like the fresh prince song but here goes.
So I'm driving down a street in my hometown and there were a couple of guys walking down the middle of the street with a basketball. The tensioner on my car squeaks when it is really cold. They couldn't move to either sidewalk as I approach even though they heard my car. So I laid on the gas ended up with a chirp from the tires and I think the scrawny one that looked like a meth head sh*t his pants. I guess I'll be watching my car tonight. I wasn't going to hit them I wanted them to move and honking a horn isn't an option in Baltimore the basketball probably would have come through my windshield.

 

Edit: I didn't hit them it wasn't a goal but I had to wait until I could see the route was clear to quickly go past them and when I hit the gas my tires chirped. They probably thought I was going to hit them and the one looked like he sh*t himself but he shouldn't have been strolling down a fairly busy city road like he owned that sh*t.

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So wait, you hit them?

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No I scared the sh*t out of them though. Hitting them wasn't going to happen I just had to move slow until I could see far enough to speed around them it was at a curve in the road.


When you walk down the middle of a two way street and there are sidewalks you should expect someone to haul ass around you.

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Whew, you had me worried there. Great story.

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t3h PeNgU1N oF d00m

Whoa, you drove your car around some people who were walking in the street? Hardcore man.

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No it was the reaction they had jumping away because my car revved.


Whoa, you drove your car around some people who were walking in the street? Hardcore man.

In this part of Baltimore it could have turned into me getting out and beating the sh*t out of 2 dudes. I'm 5'4" but I have a bad temper.

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GTA in real life?

 

More like Farming Simulator 2013 in real life.

 

 

 

More like tetris in real life.

 

 

More like I'm trying to be funny because every hates me in real life.

 

 

 

 

 

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AME_Squirrel

GTA in real life?

 

More like Farming Simulator 2013 in real life.

 

 

 

More like tetris in real life.

 

 

More like I'm trying to be funny because every hates me in real life.

 

 

 

 

 

Yea everyone does hate me oh god what do I do with myself. Oh please let this horrible world be nice to me. I just can't handle the mean people anymore.

 

Seriously try harder you may find something clever to say just quote someone else's sh*t here.

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Chill out, kids. It's an interesting story. Maybe you'll appreciate it more when you're old enough to drive.

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I know this will sound like the fresh prince song but here goes.

So I'm driving down a street in my hometown and there were a couple of guys walking down the middle of the street with a basketball. The tensioner on my car squeaks when it is really cold. They couldn't move to either sidewalk as I approach even though they heard my car. So I laid on the gas ended up with a chirp from the tires and I think the scrawny one that looked like a meth head sh*t his pants. I guess I'll be watching my car tonight. I wasn't going to hit them I wanted them to move and honking a horn isn't an option in Baltimore the basketball probably would have come through my windshield.

 

Edit: I didn't hit them it wasn't a goal but I had to wait until I could see the route was clear to quickly go past them and when I hit the gas my tires chirped. They probably thought I was going to hit them and the one looked like he sh*t himself but he shouldn't have been strolling down a fairly busy city road like he owned that sh*t.

 

There, I quoted sh*t.

 

 

:sly:;)

 

 

 

 

Edit: Oh, Voodoo doodoo. :sly::sly:;)

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Chill out, kids. It's an interesting story. Maybe you'll appreciate it more when you're old enough to drive.

Do you mean physically or mentally?

 

I've been driving longer than he's gone without wetting the bed.

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A bad temper doesn't make you a good fighter, just so you know.

 

It usually just makes you a smallish red-faced guy flailing his arms and breathing heavily.

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I've been driving longer than he's gone without wetting the bed.

Haha, OK. That's good but the "keep it civil" goes both ways, here. Edited by Voodoo
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AME_Squirrel

 

I know this will sound like the fresh prince song but here goes.

So I'm driving down a street in my hometown and there were a couple of guys walking down the middle of the street with a basketball. The tensioner on my car squeaks when it is really cold. They couldn't move to either sidewalk as I approach even though they heard my car. So I laid on the gas ended up with a chirp from the tires and I think the scrawny one that looked like a meth head sh*t his pants. I guess I'll be watching my car tonight. I wasn't going to hit them I wanted them to move and honking a horn isn't an option in Baltimore the basketball probably would have come through my windshield.

 

Edit: I didn't hit them it wasn't a goal but I had to wait until I could see the route was clear to quickly go past them and when I hit the gas my tires chirped. They probably thought I was going to hit them and the one looked like he sh*t himself but he shouldn't have been strolling down a fairly busy city road like he owned that sh*t.

 

There, I quoted sh*t.

 

 

:sly:;)

 

 

 

 

Edit: Oh, Voodoo doodoo. :sly::sly:;)

 

Oh I remember thinking that being literal was funny...yea I remember learning how to think for myself. Aren't you a little old to be realizing you have a brain and can think for yourself? Does your mom still pick out your clothes for you? Do you need a grownup to go to a public bathroom?

A bad temper doesn't make you a good fighter, just so you know.

 

It usually just makes you a smallish red-faced guy flailing his arms and breathing heavily.

I'm a chick and I get very touchy about someone f*cking with my car. Like I'd probably be on them like a spider monkey.

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And you were doing so well... oy vey

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