[KenP]

Originally posted by Racer-X:
So a few weeks ago I'm driving through San Fran at night with a buddy. It's very late and the streets are empty, We are passing this club - you know, one of those "popular" clubs with about 100 people outside waiting in line for their turn to get in.

This guy see's me coming and runs out into the street towards me with a cane or umbrella raised in his hand. I slammed on the brakes and get out. I Sh!t you not, the whole crowd scattered. The guy running at me was out of sight before I even got around to the other side of the vehicle. I'm not a huge guy (6'1" 200lbs) and my buddy never opened his door, but you would have thought I had a gun by the way they scattered. I turn and get back in the rig and my buddy asks what that was all about. The Hummer - they hate it! I deal with it all the time. He chuckles.

Those people are all p*ssies when it comes down to it. The only one that ever had enough nerve to actually get in my face was a woman - about 70-80 years old. She scared the hell out of me!

Popular Club? Guy with a cane? Boyfriend "chuckling"? Wierdo.