When the girl in front of you is on her phone, while giving it to her from behind. Just as she's about to text, you thrust into her with the force of a Ford Super Duty F-350 XLT into the back of a Toyota Corolla, sending the phone flying and you're yelling "Green means Go, bitch!!!"
Me: Yo, that chick was so distracted on her phone, I had to give her the Winnipeg Rear-Ender. She was ballistic that her phone was busted and wanted me to be 100% at fault. But Autopac assessed it at 50-50. Shit was sweet!