You decide... part 2. Reps as usual.

[Sammich]

ill take a samuel jackson

[{X}Echo419]

ill take a samuel jackson

is that a type of drink? if so x2

[HvyArms]

is that a type of drink? if so x2

...good job

[Sammich]

is that a type of drink? if so x2

chappelle FTW

[HvyArms]

Here's how it went.

:windows roll down:

Me: What's that?

Him: That's what Im talking about.

Me: ...what? Is there a problem.

Him: aint got no problem, you got the muhfu**in problem

Me: Dude, what? :looking over at the girl: You need to get ya boy

Him: Nah she don't need sh*t.

Me: For real, he's not alright. You need to take care of that

Him: oh yeah? you think so? I'ma show you

Thats when he puts down the cup, and now I cant see his hand. He turns his head, and starts reaching somewhere around the center console. I'm thinking 'ohhh hell nah'. I pull out, cocked, and aimed. His girl sees the gun, and she like grabs him over the console enter her lap and she's screaming. I know he's about to come up with a gun, what else would he be reaching for. He was drunk and slow, I clearly had the drop on him. So...