Schadenfreude
There's nothing like administering first aid to cyclist who has just spanged into the back of a milk float when you have tears of laughter running down your face. The world is just one long episode of You've Been Framed - when have you laughed at the misfortune of others?
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( , Thu 17 Dec 2009, 12:05)
There's nothing like administering first aid to cyclist who has just spanged into the back of a milk float when you have tears of laughter running down your face. The world is just one long episode of You've Been Framed - when have you laughed at the misfortune of others?
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( , Thu 17 Dec 2009, 12:05)
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Still makes me chuckle. Wavey lines.....
Driving home from work one day, I looked in my rear view mirror to see a moped riding, trackie wearing, chav inches away from the back of my car. Although it's not going to hurt me if I brake suddenly, I don't fancy his ugly mug going through my rear window. So I brake a few times to show him the red lights, see if he'll back off. He seems to take this as a challenge, however, and tries to get even closer.
So I try the other option, up the speed a little and take off down the road, only doing 40, but just trying to put a bit of space between us. Go down to second for and mini-roundabout and turn right.
Look in my rearview as I'm heading off in this new direction and the chav, still following me, takes the roundabout too fast, clips a kerb and rides straight into a bollard, and it being one of the new plastic affairs, bounces off onto his arse, moped scraping along the road. Was the most I could do to avoid crashing into oncoming traffic I laughed so much watching his dwindling form gingerly pick itself up off the road. From the looks of it, he only ended up with a bruised ego and a few scratches on his bike, but fuck me it was funny.
( , Thu 17 Dec 2009, 17:07, Reply)
Still makes me chuckle. Wavey lines.....
Driving home from work one day, I looked in my rear view mirror to see a moped riding, trackie wearing, chav inches away from the back of my car. Although it's not going to hurt me if I brake suddenly, I don't fancy his ugly mug going through my rear window. So I brake a few times to show him the red lights, see if he'll back off. He seems to take this as a challenge, however, and tries to get even closer.
So I try the other option, up the speed a little and take off down the road, only doing 40, but just trying to put a bit of space between us. Go down to second for and mini-roundabout and turn right.
Look in my rearview as I'm heading off in this new direction and the chav, still following me, takes the roundabout too fast, clips a kerb and rides straight into a bollard, and it being one of the new plastic affairs, bounces off onto his arse, moped scraping along the road. Was the most I could do to avoid crashing into oncoming traffic I laughed so much watching his dwindling form gingerly pick itself up off the road. From the looks of it, he only ended up with a bruised ego and a few scratches on his bike, but fuck me it was funny.
( , Thu 17 Dec 2009, 17:07, Reply)
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