July 31, 2012
August 3, 2009 – Stolen Ride
Today I got to steal a ride from “El Mejor” for a change. This son of a bitch steals rides anywhere and everywhere he can. That’s why they call him “El Mejor” or translated in English – “The Best”. Today I was the best.
They sent him for a call and I was right there. They were pretty much giving it out as I got there. For anyone else I would have just left it, but not for this greedy turd-worlder (a play on words if you will).
It was a good ride. They went all the way to Pacific Beach, or PB as the locals call it. I told him that they went local. No need to build animosity. If it was Kirk, I probably would have said I was going to Los Angeles just to get him all riled up.