Originally Posted by Flatballer

I love riding up next to people at stoplights and having a chat. I did that today actually. Some kid yelled at me from the passenger side (he yelled motherf'er), so I pulled up next to him at the light. When I get there, they had put the windows up, and I saw him reach over and lock the doors. I asked him if he had a problem with me. They ignored me. Then they turned up some crappy music (pop/rap junk from the radio) and started doing a dance that was popular a few years ago. I asked him whether mommy or daddy bought his car. He didn't answer.

He looked like he was in high school, and he was driving some new S-Class (big luxury sedan), that has a base price of $90k. Ridiculous, no kid needs a car that nice.

It made me feel better.