So I am cruising along Southbound on 7th Street South approaching a solid green light at 3rd Avenue when BAM! some older XXXXXX guy with a cane steps out into traffic. I laid down rubber and had to swerve to avoid him, coming to a screeching halt not far from him.
He must have appreciated my effort to avoid seriously injuring him because he promptly gave me the finger.
I was still impressed with myself for not possibly killing him but I laid on the horn for a good five seconds after he gave me the finger.
I guess you wanted to be killed? Had I not been paying close attention you probably would be dead. So you can take that finger and shove it up your suicidal drunk XXXXXX ass.
In addition I only assumed that he was drunk. No sober person would step into traffic like he did, with no regard for their own safety.