Two Stories
Whilst a student i used to cycle round town (toulouse, south of france) and one sunny day i was unlocking my bike on the pavement bordering a small road, i could hear some sort of shouting down the road but didn't take any notice when all of a sudden somedody is screaming "HA!" in my face... Some clean long haired berk in a suit driving a convertible is amusing some young blonde in the passenger seat by frightening people walking down the road... so what do i do? I get on my bike and follow them... eventually they get held up in traffic so i come up behind them, drivers side, and as soon as i reach them i bellow an allmight "HAAAAA!" right at them... the look on the berks face was priceless, really terrified, so i just carry on riding my bike, flipping them the "finger", feeling very righteous... The second story happened to my sister, who was driving back down the mountains from andorra... the road down is obviously windy and narrow, so you have to be pretty careful, it can get slippery with ice and stuff... anyway, she's driving down and some prat in a 205 GTI ends up behind her, trying to overtake, driving like a maniac, flashing his headlights, beeping his horn... eventually after a while he manages to overtake... a few kilometres down the mountain, she turns a corner and there's the same guy, his car up against a large rock, water and stuff spewing out of the front, a complete write off, and the bloke standing next to it, looking at what's left of his car... so my sister slows down, opens the window, looks at him and goes "AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA", which made the bloke go all red and start shouting "GROSSE PUTE" (which i'll let you translate for yourself) and other lovely expletives!
Result!
(Alaning, Tue 17 Oct 2006, 12:48, Reply)