Originally posted by BlueFox: In CT, I can't count how many times some a$$hole was riding my a$ on the highway or back road like they were trying to get to a fire... and likewise, I can't count how many times I locked up my breaks and got out to ask them what the problem was...
He's not lying. We were fishing at a lake in East Hampton and decided to go to Amos. Blue is going to follow me as he didn't know the way from A to B.
As we're traveling I see him in the rear view and suddenly he's gone...?? I pull over and wait..Still nothing. I pull a u-turn and head back down the road about one mile and there he is in the middle of the road w/ three guys scared to death and VERY apologetic. I'm like "what the he!! are you doing??? He's very calm, "just some a$$holes", lets go. I thought "WEIRDO" and kept my gun on me the rest of the night..Then kept a close eye on him until I found out he's just a big softy at heart. CT RULES. :p
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