It takes a certain morbid curiosity to not have become enraged when I saw you roll through that stop sign onto Ankeney right in front of Citybikes. You drove languidly a bit in the wrong lane before swerving over and slowing down abruptly in front of me and other riders. Then, you did what all douche van drivers do: You sped away suddenly to try and cut off someone trying to make a turn. OH Damnit! You missed the light! Bummer! As I looked down shaking my head and smiling I saw your "vanity" license plate: MMA FAN. You made my morning, seÑor doucheler... well played. Well played, indeed.
Well Hello There, Captain Obvious!
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