Okay, so it was about 11:30 and I was driving home after giving my friend a ride, and i was driving and all up a sudden this motorcycle light is right behind me, maybe three feet back. His brights are on, fucking burning off my retinas, and hes shout shit at me, i couldnt make out what he was saying but i started driving a little faster anyway, not over the speed limit however in the event that this was a cop. Finally, after what seemed like a decade my road comes up on the right. I intentionally dont signal and wait for the last moment and then pull onto my road and throw the guy the finger. I looked in my rear view mirror, the guy was gone. I let out a sigh of relief.
And then the fucking light pulls onto my road. At this point i was just feeling super paranoid so i started driving faster. I pulled around a bend and kept looking back but didnt see the motorcycle. However I thought he might still be following me withs his lights out, so when i came to the fork that leads to my house, i turned the wrong way and took a 10 mile loop back around to my house. As my driveway approached i turned off my lights, pulled in and made sure the park the car behind my mom's mini van, as out of sight as possible. I sat in the car with the doors locked for a few minutes, and then bolted into the house locking the doors and windows. I told my mom the story and she was like, "Do you want me to call the police?"
I replied, "Whatever, if you want." But I thought, "SEND IN THE SWAT TEAM!"
"Who's playing tonight?"
"The Shitty Beatles"
"Are they any good?"
"No they suck. Good Name though."
"All that rap music is is clicks and whistles" -Meatwad