Some moron in a flashy, brand new red Corvette with T-Tops
Blasting super cheesey 80s music
I pulled up next to him at a 4 way stop, assumed my super cool track stand posture, and said, "Hey Dude, nice car."
He turned down the music and gave me a dirty look and said (all tough-guy like), "What did you say?"
So I shot back, "Nice car, small weiner?"
He glared at me and turned his stereo back up to 11, revved it & left me in a smoke cloud.
What a tool.