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Originally posted by Mercury
With A fury born from the fires of hell. I grab the closest thing to me. A Bottle of Brisk Ice Tea thats pretty full. I look at the Passenger, who's eyes were wide with either terror, disbelief, shock, or smugness, Yell something unintellagabile at the top of my lungs.
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He SPIT on your car, WTF. Why didn't he just slap you in your face or say something about yo' mama. I would have done the same thing, maybe worse.