Isn’t this nice? I was merely trying to enjoy the free day off when some airhead bimbo reared into my car.

We were turning into our narrow soi when we stopped for a car to come out first so we could get in.

We stopped. We made a signal. And like few seconds after we ALREADY stopped we were rammed.

Of course, as sexist as this may sound, we were not surprised to see a skantily clad biatch in her hot pants stepping out from the drivers side.

“Sorry sorry ka I didn’t see”

“Of course you didn’t see or else my Jazz wouldn’t have had a big cut and a huge loose part like this.”

“I thought you were in the soi already.”

“Well if we were still at the entrance of the soi then of course we weren’t in stupid.”

“This is normal. I didn’t mean it. Accidents happen all the time.”

“Yeah they happen when you don’t look effing look where you’re going.”

“Of course I already looked.”

“So then what? You couldn’t just hit the effing break?”

And all this time she has this annoyed face on like the accident was wasting her precious skanky time. If I had a stiletto on and was lacking conscience, I would have smacked her brains out.

Her car just got some of my silver paint on. My car? Cuts, dents, with my spoiler sticking out on the side.

And after the whole insurance, negotiation thing was done, she just drove off the area like a maniac fleeing a scene. I hope she gets crushed by a bus.

Happy Maka Bucha Day.