a slushie. yes that's right, who the hell throws a large, orange, slushie. so yesterday i was driving my friend's 96 corvette, we had the top off and the windows down since it was about 95F out. we were driving down a one lane road, i was doing about 5-9 over the whole time, didn't cut anyone off or do any other sort of asshole-driver things that could've caused him to do this. the second it becomes 2 lanes, the ricer that was on my ass the whole time accelerates up and whips a huge orange slushie inside and at our car.
he kept the cup, but the still semi frozen drink was all over the side and back of the car, both my friend and i, the windshield, the doors, the shifter, the panels, the tan leather seats, just everything! he even got it in my hair
oh yeah, did i mention it stained? it took 4 showers to get the orange spots off my skin. i'm still pissed about it, never did get their license plate cuz they sped off and i was stopped to turn in a turn lane.
yesterday wasn't shitty just cuz of that. my boyfriend dumped me too. told me the reason was cuz he never wanted to be with me in the first place, just felt guilty and asked me out anyways. apparently he figured it was the nicer thing to ask me out then blow me off for awhile instead of not asking me out in the first place. he was so nice until we were together, and here i thought i had
finally found a guy who was interested in more than just trying to get in my pants. further proof guys suck
