Road Rage

A guy in a Lexus cut me off the other day because he didn't want to be stuck behind a bus at a stop light. Would it be considered road rage if I had gotten out of my car, tapped on his window and called him a dill weed? No bad words, just dill weed. I wasn't sure so instead I got up alongside him at the next stop and gave him the I haven't had sex/food/water/beer in a month and I'm really fucking pissed. The dude in the suit with the blue tooth jobby on his ear looked at me and quickly turned his head back forward. He knew what he did. And he knew I wasn't happy about it. Somehow we each ended up with two cars in front of us for the next three stops. Not once did he pull up alongside me again.

Fucking dill weed.