I had my dog with me yesterday when I went to my folks to watch the Superbowl. When I was leaving I had a guy follow me down their road RIGHT ON MY ASS. So I slowed to about 5 MPH and made him ride behind me for about 4 miles. :laugh: He tried to pass me once but I floored it and made him eat my dust (literally...it was a dirt road).
When I got to the stop sign, I jumped out of the truck and stormed over to the dude (my friend was in the truck also) and went OFF on the guy. He was a Florida Game Warden (not someone you want to **** with) and started to throw his door open to 'stand up' to me but I pushed his door closed and told him that was a good way to get punched out. Were it anyone else (civilian) he would have had my fist in his face via his open window. He asked if it was a threat! I said it, "It's however you want to perceive it."
He tried to get out of his (off-duty) car again and I held my leg in front of his door. I told him "My dog is in my truck and my window is down. If you get out of this car and "come after me", he's going to wreck your world!"
I think he thought I meant my friend! He glanced at the truck and there was my pitt just STARING at his ass through the back glass. The guy then settled into his car as I told him to "**** off!" and that if he wanted to try to pass me again on the paved road to be my guest...
He followed me for two turns. After that, I never saw him again. Probably a good thing! :rolleyez:
...I was pissed at the time due to my dad ragging on me for about 2 hours. He's VERY good at getting under your skin. I'm rather irrational when I'm pissed off. Not to mention I lost $10 to him with the Saints winning. Bastard!!! :laugh:
That's my 'dog story' for the month.
