Keeping my big mouth shut

I was riding with Phaedrus a few days ago when a guy in a red minivan zipped around us only to turn right directly in front of us. I cannot clearly recall if I had to hit the brakes in order to not hit the guy, but it was close enough to really piss me off. He had obviously seen us and chosen to pull off his boneheaded maneuver anyway.

I have a rule in place for dealing with fuckwits in dinoburners. "Thou shalt do nothing except stare." Unfortunately I broke my rule when I yelled some obscenity at the cell-phone-plastered-to-his-head-dumbfuck driver. As we cruised through the intersection I saw him (now on the cross street) slam on his brakes and put the van into reverse.

*sigh*

The bottom line- there was a verbal exchange (during which he NEVER took the cell phone away from his head). I think it would have turned physical except for a few things... neither Phaedrus nor I are exactly small (not really big either I guess, but definitely not small)... and there were two of us and one of him. I managed to follow my own rule the rest of the time, but big whoop. I gotta learn to keep my fucking mouth shut.