That was remarkably like my first driving lesson in 1979 with my uncle Jimmy from Brooklyn. Nice guy, for a New Yorker, but he had a temper and a mouth like a truck driver. After about 30 minutes of this kind of instruction, I told him to calm the F*** down, or I was going to wrap his Buick around a phone pole just for laughs, and then he could try hitting me again before we BOTH went through the windshield. We got along OK after that.
That was remarkably like my first driving lesson in 1979 with my uncle Jimmy from Brooklyn. Nice guy, for a New Yorker, but he had a temper and a mouth like a truck driver. After about 30 minutes of this kind of instruction, I told him to calm the F*** down, or I was going to wrap his Buick around a phone pole just for laughs, and then he could try hitting me again before we BOTH went through the windshield. We got along OK after that.
ARKALER 3 years ago
lol that was funny
Randombs21 2 years ago