oh, cruel world!

By Dig Reader

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Dear arrogant stain in the MASSIVE TOW TRUCK,

I wasn't in your way when you laid on the horn and tried to run my bike and I off the road in Mission Hill. You then drove up next to my boyfriend to ask if he paid car insurance. When he responded with a no, you screamed that we should "get the fuck off of the street!" while you swerved, threatening to flatten us, once more. What are you high on, you fucking redneck piece of shit? How dare you threaten me and my man?

Are you upset that bicycles are taking up precious road space or that you'll never be called to make a buck off of us? FUCK YOU and the crippled horse your mother caught and screwed to make you. You're nothing but a scornful ass. Your loud truck and your hateful, obnoxious yelling will never convince anyone that your prick is anything but tiny and useless. You're just a carny with some teeth, and if I see you again, I'm going to throw my U-lock through your goddamned window.

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