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There's a pile of scrap timber, rubble and general turds in the road opposite my work with a hand-written sign reading "Free Shed". Tell us about random, completely hatstand stuff and people you've seen
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( , Thu 21 Apr 2011, 11:38)
There's a pile of scrap timber, rubble and general turds in the road opposite my work with a hand-written sign reading "Free Shed". Tell us about random, completely hatstand stuff and people you've seen
Suggested by Sandettie Light Vessel Automatic
( , Thu 21 Apr 2011, 11:38)
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Don't get me started on
fucking cyclists.
I commute into the city every day on a motorbike, you get much more into conflict with them on two wheels.
Some spandex sporting twat pulled right across in front of me the other day, just as the light went green. I so nearly T-boned him. What did he want? He wanted to tell me I shouldn't have pulled in front of the waiting traffic. That bit was for cyclists.
Yeah, fucking dead cyclists. Good thing I saw you, you prick.
( , Thu 28 Apr 2011, 12:25, Reply)
fucking cyclists.
I commute into the city every day on a motorbike, you get much more into conflict with them on two wheels.
Some spandex sporting twat pulled right across in front of me the other day, just as the light went green. I so nearly T-boned him. What did he want? He wanted to tell me I shouldn't have pulled in front of the waiting traffic. That bit was for cyclists.
Yeah, fucking dead cyclists. Good thing I saw you, you prick.
( , Thu 28 Apr 2011, 12:25, Reply)
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