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Dear Stop Sign Runner, Publix Stalker ... BOO!

So not only did you run the stop sign almost hitting me, while you were on the phone, NOW you are following me around in Publix!!

 There is a law against being on the phone and driving. There should be a law that if your little ass can't see above the steering wheel, with the seat all the way up, you should get a Honda hoe! Now you gave me the stank face and a middle finger because YOU ALMOST HIT ME! I let that pass because girl jail is real and I'm not trying to be selling ass for cigarettes in Gwinnett County.You proceed to "slide" out of that minivan, smh , and stare at me in my face. Listen here you are all of 4'9 and my tolerance level for bullshit is at an ALL TIME LOW! This juicing has my ready to bust a move on anybody, so take your little ass in the store and keep it pushing. I make a beeline to the hot soup and here you are again, tugging behind me on your phone talking in whatever language that is. BUT YOU ARE STILL LOOKING AT ME! LADY WHAT THE HELL IS YOUR PROBLEM! KEEP IT PUSHING BEFORE  I ROLL YOU UP AND SERVE YOU ON THIS HOT BAR! wwwwoooosssssaaaahhhhhh .... You almost hit me with your buggy, but I not so kindly, grabbed it and asked you  ... IS THERE A PROBLEM? ... You decline ... so move your ass along!

xoxoxoxo
Juice day # 4 ......  
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