Hey there, folks!
So, a few days ago, my buddy decided to take a road trip from in his trusty old car. You know, one of those impromptu plans when you’re itching for a change of scenery.
Now, picture this: he’s cruising down the highway, wind in his hair, and everything seems hunky-dory.
That is until he gets stuck behind this car full of rowdy dudes.
And, well, it’s pretty clear that they’re not on a sugar high.
These guys, let’s just say, were having their own little party, probably with some stuff that would make your grandma blush.
They were all over the road, making it impossible for my friend to pass them.
So, what does he do? Naturally, he honks his heart out, hoping they’d give him a little room to breathe.
But, alas, things took a dark turn.
Those dudes got seriously ticked off, and out of the blue, they decide to play traffic cops. They signal my friend to pull over.
Of course, he complies, thinking he can reason with them. But these guys?
Not in the mood for a chat.
Without saying a single word, one of them goes all Babe Ruth and knocks my friend right on the noggin with a…
