I have to play nice most of the time, mainly for work.
I don\'t know which story is worse...
My best friend was dating a drama queen years ago. The b***h was just plain crazy. One of those unstable 19yr olds, y\'know? Anyway, he was too nice to break up with her. So one night we were havin\' a party, and she started being a b***h again. I ripped her a new one, she was bawling, and she left, never to return. He thanked me.
Another (and probably the winner) story. In traffic, driving my \'67 Ford Galaxie 500. Hot summer day, all windows down (it\'s a hard top), commuting home. Some jackass in a station wagon pulls up next to me all pissed off cuz I apparently cut him off like a mile back. Ok whatever. So I tell him to fsck off, and he throws his latte at me. My car is my baby, so I pulled the keys out of the ignition, walked back to my trunk, opened it up, got out my tire iron and shattered his 2nd row passenger window and his rear cargo passenger side window. That was a pretty asshole thing to do, I know, and I probably over-reacted. But he got fscking latte all over the interior of my car. He\'s lucky I didn\'t use that tire iron on his skull.