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frenchuk
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Stationary raffic, filtering between the two lanes, at negative speed ? OK, not really, but not more that 10km/hr (that's 6 mph for all the inbred out there). Road sense tells me something's not right, slow down even more, by which time I am travelling back in time I'm so slow. Then a car right hand side rear door opens, I see it coming, I hoot, the guy stops opening the door, then continues, door fully opened now, fat twat walks out of the car, his missie is driving (well, is behind the wheel anyway, remember, traffic is stationary). I stop before the door, tell him, "O?, watch it would you, you don't look before opening your door, then you hear me hooting, and you still open your door, what's the matter with you?!?"
He answers: "Oh sorry mate, I was miles away, my bad, really sorry?"
NO HE DOESN"T, BIG FAT ladyparts? He has a verbal go at me instead, while walking around the car to go and sit beside his missie!!!!! He tells me "what's your problem, you've got no right to be between lanes of cars, so move off already"...
I can't believe my ears, then do, then tells him that I've got every right to be here, and that next time he'd better watch it, because he might kill someone ? or alternatively be killed by someone not as cool as me with twats like him.
He didn't like it, told me, "what you?ve got a problem you've got a problem", to which I answered that yes indeed I had a problem with a big fat ladyparts like him. He then proceeded to walk back to me from the front passenger door which is where he was going (from the right hand side rear door ? please try and keep up with the story would you?) I didn't move although I really felt like twating the ladyparts ? he then saw that I didn't go, didn't move, just put the bike on the side stand and got off the bike, to welcome him should he reach me? He then realised what might happen, and then ran back to his car, saying, get off, go away, dived in the car and locked the door?
And I left. He really deserved a good twating for his arrogance, the fact he was not apologetic the slighest for having almost put me down? and I left. Few years back I would have left him unconscious on the road so I was really proud of myself, for not having risked jail for twating a ladyparts, and all the implications deriving from it. So next round is for me.
He answers: "Oh sorry mate, I was miles away, my bad, really sorry?"
NO HE DOESN"T, BIG FAT ladyparts? He has a verbal go at me instead, while walking around the car to go and sit beside his missie!!!!! He tells me "what's your problem, you've got no right to be between lanes of cars, so move off already"...
I can't believe my ears, then do, then tells him that I've got every right to be here, and that next time he'd better watch it, because he might kill someone ? or alternatively be killed by someone not as cool as me with twats like him.
He didn't like it, told me, "what you?ve got a problem you've got a problem", to which I answered that yes indeed I had a problem with a big fat ladyparts like him. He then proceeded to walk back to me from the front passenger door which is where he was going (from the right hand side rear door ? please try and keep up with the story would you?) I didn't move although I really felt like twating the ladyparts ? he then saw that I didn't go, didn't move, just put the bike on the side stand and got off the bike, to welcome him should he reach me? He then realised what might happen, and then ran back to his car, saying, get off, go away, dived in the car and locked the door?
And I left. He really deserved a good twating for his arrogance, the fact he was not apologetic the slighest for having almost put me down? and I left. Few years back I would have left him unconscious on the road so I was really proud of myself, for not having risked jail for twating a ladyparts, and all the implications deriving from it. So next round is for me.