Wish I had a stop sign for your mouth...

This man pulled up next to me as I was stuck in traffic, looked down at my bare thighs - I was indeed daring to wear a skirt - and started FLICKING his tongue at me. Tongue, out of his mouth, saliva dripping, moving all over the place; you know, like that obscene trucker in "Thelma and Louise" that they keep passing. Now I know first-hand why they finally end up shooting his tires out and blowing up his vehicle. Since I'm not much for violence, don't own any firearms, and unfortunately wasn't starring in my very own HollaBack film with Geena Davis -- I instead aimed my camera phone to the side, kept my eyes on the road, and snapped him RIGHT as he passed me. Of course, he was in the middle of partaking in harassment round-two, with a side of Scum Sauce. Too bad, dipshit: How's THIS for a money shot?!! -Sam