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Originally Posted by CivicSpoon
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FYI, you probably shouldn't read what I'm about to write if you don't want to read a long post (sorry I'm not at the end at the point I'm writing this warning, but already realize it's insanely long after trying to shorten it as much as possible. Sorry guys). If you're bored and want to get to the main story, skip 3 or 4 paragraphs.
As if the night wasn't crazy enough, I had to deal with a crazy mother fucker driving back. I was chosen to ride with the guy who had the trailer, by his brother, to "watch" that nothing fell off. Of special note, my friend is 6'2"/ almost 300 lbs. His friend that I rode with is probably 5'8" 150lbs. My friend says he is one of the only people that he's actually "afraid of" in the world, because he's a crazy motherfucker. I've only been around him 3-4 times ever before, and he seems like a very mellow and funny dude, like his brother that I've hung out with many times. As soon as I get in, he says "Sorry Spoonman, but we're listening to country music". I dislike country music, but after the day we've had, who gives a shit. I later was told by my friend it was good that I kept my mouth shut.
So we've got 22 miles to travel with all the shit, and with a beyond maxed out trailer, and we're taking a public road, a County Route, if you will. I'm sure you all have them in your States; long roads that go through the country, suburbs, and event city areas. So we're chugging along at a pretty quick pace, until we get to the nearest Town, that quickly turns from 55mph to 35mph, with major highway on & off ramps on both sides in the 35mph zone.
Of course as soon as we hit the 35 mph zone, a Toyota Prius is in front of us, going 25-30, in a single lane. When it spreads to 2 lanes, and we get to a light where the right lane can turn on to the highway, the Prius moves to that lane. Red light, my window is rolled down beyond my control, light turns green, driver of truck towing trailer: "F*** you, you mother f***er, you f***ing piece of shit!", windows roll up, "Sorry".
15+ miles more down the road, no further incident. Then we get to the main road we're supposed to turn on to. It's a typical suburban, non-commercialized road, with suburban developments on either side, as well as a Elementary/Middle school (the middle school where I took my first hit of acid ever I might add). As you turn, there are 2 lanes, where the left lane splits by itself, with the furthest left going to a highway. We're in the right lane, and the light turns green. As the lanes start to pass the highway entrance, an SUV driver decides that he needs to get ahead of us...shit hits the fan, in a hilarious and bizarre way.
So my friend's friend lets the SUV pass, and says "Jokes on him, now he has to deal with the lights", referring to his bright ass HIDs that are bright as high beams. After a while we pass developments, the middle school, and the pass some train tracks, that have an almost immediate right in to a development, and the SUV signals a right turn. He says "let's get him Spoon", to which I smile and chuckle, because clearly it was a joke...right? Nope, we follow him into the development. After a couple streets I'm asked "do you know how to get out of here?" me: "Nope". Follow for a few more streets and realize we're 1 street away from the County Route on the other side, and follow the SUV to that street and stop. We stay there for 20 seconds or so, while watching the SUV turn down the street parallel to my favorite gas station, and the SUV turns. Now 2 streets to the left from our destination (1 street away from the road we turned off of), we turn right, apparently to start some shit.
So he says "we need some fuel". Naively I ask if his truck is gas or diesel, because I know which pumps have diesel, and he laughs. We skip the fuel and go to the back of the gas station, where there is a guy pumping kerosene, who apparently was looking at the truck long enough to receive a window roll down, followed by a "F*** you f**ot, go f*** yourself" (or something along those lines), and then followed by a "sorry" to the old ladies we passed immediately after that, on the right side of the station at the pumps. Still at the back of the pumps, going towards the side road of the station, the SUV appears again. Assuming he turned down the road and did a U-turn. We're on his ass again, until we get to the light (at the intersection to the road we started following him from).
We get in to the right lane, as he's in the left lane. This dude in the SUV is just looking straight ahead while smoking a newly lit cigarette. Clearly he's more aware that he's dealing with a psychopath than I am.
So my friend's friend is staring this guy down, and waits for the green light. It just so happens that my friend's mom's house is the next short left, into a development, so we go slow and pull up behind the SUV. A stroke of "luck", the SUV pulls on to the street that is our destination. We follow him until we get to my friend's mom's house.
At this point, I was aware that I should not fuck with the driver of the trailer driven truck (that I was a passenger of). On the flip side, he also gladly helped in a shitty situation, that most people would have half-assed, and then walked away. He's a good fucking dude to have on your side, regardless. So we park at a corner, waiting for the other cars in the driveway to pull out to move out of the way of the important stuff (the tools). Out of nowhere, the same SUV comes back around (u-turn again?) and passes us,
barely dodging the many vehicles on both sides of the street. My friend's friend (at 10:30pm) busts out with the "f*** you motherf***er! you want some of this?!. My friend who was in the road, getting passed by the SUV, in his mom's CR-V... gets a polite wave.
What happened here? Either the guy in the SUV is the biggest badass ever, who just didn't want to deal with any bullshit, because he would have gone to jail for killing me & my friend's friend with his bare hands. Or he was so fucking high that he didn't want to deal with anything, because he was passive/non-violent, and was unlucky to get away. Thumbs Up/Thanks to anyone who gives their opinion or actually reads all of this.