Crazy Driving Drug Addicts!

Boy Howdy! Where do I begin?

Its been a long, but awesome day. The store's sales are way up. I am so happy about this, but tired from processing all the orders and answering the phone all day. My husband suggests we go out for dinner. So of course we had CICI'S Pizza here in town. We love that place! We had great family time and then on the way home stopped and picked up my daughters friend so she could stay the night.

We are on our last stretch of road before we get home and in front of us is this Red Blazer looking vehicle driving like a maniac. Swerving from side to side in both lanes and almost hit the car in front of him in the ass. I recognize this vehicle. I saw it the night before just outside of our house on the corner just sitting there idling. I am a curious (Nosy) person and opened the door and stood there looking at them with my hands on my hips. They slowly turned and went on down the road.
I tell my husband, "I know that car, its the one I told you about last night." Mind you our neighborhood has had some thieving going on.  My husband backs off just in case they cause a wreck. Sure enough they turn on our road. They go on up from our house. My husband pulls in the drive. The other vehicle is about a block up the road stopped talking to another car. Before my daughters friend can get all of her stuff out of the trunk. This red car comes FLYING by. I yell out, "Its 25." The girl driving slows down and yells out F**k you bitch and flips the bird. Then she speeds on down the road. Then the red vehicle we had been following comes FLYING by. This time I yell, "IT'S TWENTY FIVE." The guy slams on his breaks and starts to back up. He says "What the Fu** did you say to me?" Its obvious this guy has toked on waayyyyy to many crack pipes (Meth Pipes). I walk closer and say in a loud voice, "Its 25." He says in a threatening voice, "I'll drive 70 if I want to you F'ing bitch." I say, "There are children and its 25." He is all ate up! He starts asking if I have his tag number and taunting. He doesn't have tags on his vehicle, not even a valid temp tag that I could tell. I laugh. Then he drives off. I guess I don't need a tag number if I can give a good enough description of all his bumper stickers and him. LOL My husband calls the police and gives good description of the goings on and the guy and his vehicle. A little later we hear a traffic stop of two vehicles that sound like theirs, and these people have warrants for multiple times of no tags. Gees I wonder if this could be a problem for them? Hhhmmm!

My husband yelled at me about how stupid I was for yelling and those dumb asses. He claims they could have shot me down. Now I suppose to a rational person that could be so. I also think about the future and if the assholes were to hit my daughter. I suppose I would be the one doing the shooting. Yes, really I would. I honestly believe that if someone hurt my child out of neglect or on purpose I would gladly go to prison to avenge their death.

I am not a bitch, I am the bitch, and that is Miss Bitch to you.