I mentioned I would tell ya’ll about a couple of guys I picked up who ended up walking home anyway…
It was a Friday evening, and I got a dispatch to pick up at a certain bar in a certain part of town that is frequented by … uhm, well, they were gays. Two guys got in the cab, and gave directions. I had a jacket on over my “Lightning Sharp” polo, since it was kinda chilly (mid-forties) and I liked to drive with the window open. They asked me to close the window, which I did, and they continued with their directions.
The last line of the directions was “You’ll be turning right on [suchandsuch] Street. If you see anybody with blue on, don’t hit them. But if they have red, you can go ahead and run them over.”
I looked at them in the mirror, and asked why it was OK to run over people wearing red.
“Oh, you know – those war-mongers who wear red on Fridays and get all uppity about (airquotes) ‘their troops’.”
They obviously didn’t see the red part of my shirt at the open part of my jacket. The brakes worked very well, and we were over to the curb in a heartbeat.
“Get out.”
They were confused. “Why? What happened?”
I got out, went around to the curbside door, and opened it. “Get out.” The look on their faces was pretty classic when they realized that not only was my shirt red but actually embroidered with “Wear Red on Fridays” on the left side.
“Ohmigawd I didn’t realize you were one of them!”
“That’s right, I’m one of THEM who served this country, and proudly support those who currently serve this country, and allow a$$hole$ like you to enjoy your gay lifestyle and be liberal, troop-hating, anti-American faggots without fear of being run in by some islamofacist religious nutcase of a leader. Now, get out of my cab before I drag you out.”
It was all knees and elbows as they both tried to get out at the same time. Once they were standing on the sidewalk (still about five miles from their destination) they said “How are we going to get home?” in that whiny, flaming way some homosexuals have. I told them walking usually worked quite well, and since it was kind of chilly they might also sober up a bit before they get there. “Well, we’ll just call another cab.” “Go ahead” I said, “and I’ll let dispatch know that you guys are possible robbers looking to strong-arm a driver. That’ll guarantee that no one will pick you up. Start walking.”
“Gawd, why are you such a hater?”
The duplicity and hypocrisy of the left never ceases to amaze me.
Chat ya later…
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