Ohhh man - this reminds me of a pretty funny story... I'm whipping down Queen one day in the summer and a dude decides to pull over to let his wife out of the car... the only problem is that I'm beside him. I squeeze through and, rather uncharacteristically, keep riding. My girlfriend at the time had been on me to keep my temper under control so it felt good to let it go... but then he honks and gives me the finger! What the ****?

So I turn around and go at him... he starts telling me "I've been riding for 15 years and I shouldn't pass a turning car on the right... blah blah blah" and I tell him "I wasn't passing on the right, I was riding on the right and I was beside upi when he decided to pull over." The argument degenerated into a "You go home" / "No, you go home!" type of sandbox argument so I figured I'd finish it with a nice loogie on the windshield and ride away...

He started to get out of the car and I was like "dude, trust me, you don't want to do that" and then a friend and his buddy who had heard the argument from a little ways down the street comes over and gets between us and is like "seriously, you do NOT want to get out of that car" and the dude says "why, because there are 3 of you?" Obviously not...

Anyway, the guy's wife gets out of the car super pissed off at all of us (husband included) and he drives away. I run into him at the next stop light and roll up and put my hand on his door (open window) and say "It's just me now, still want to get out of the car?" to which he apologizes emphatically. He totally just couldn't deal with admitting fault in front of his lady.

Ok, maybe that wasn't so funny as it is embarrassing for me giving into a simple middle finger but the macho, alpha male side of me is laughing inside whenever I think about his face when I rolled up on him at the stoplight.