So, I'm behind this bastard who can't fucking drive. Weaving all over the place, and hasn't got a fucking clue.
I'm roaring, "You fucking Paki bastard... Learn to drive!! And while you're at it, why don't you fuck off back to your own country you smelly prick."
You know what the cheeky bastard did?
He stopped and said, "Get out of my taxi."
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