Full fucking house of commuting cuntery this morning.
Slack jawed, gum smacking teenager in a cheap, entry level sports car cutting sharply in front of two cyclists from the left hand lane on brixton road just to be exactly where she woulda been at the traffic lights had she waited.
Overweight, middle aged, diminutive cockney faux-hardman in a giant 4x4 texting all the way from kennington road to waterloo bridge, most of it with a plod car RIGHT BEHIND HIM.
Fuckity chops undertaking on waterloo bridge to squeeze through a gap between a double decker bus and some fencing, forcing me to drop anchors to avoid clattering his bumble-to-work scheme cervello he was riding with flats.
And of course the entirely predictable parade of people driving cars whilst on the phone in some shape way or form. About 15 before i couldn't be arsed counting anymore. And not a single RLJ'er.
Full fucking house of commuting cuntery this morning.
Slack jawed, gum smacking teenager in a cheap, entry level sports car cutting sharply in front of two cyclists from the left hand lane on brixton road just to be exactly where she woulda been at the traffic lights had she waited.
Overweight, middle aged, diminutive cockney faux-hardman in a giant 4x4 texting all the way from kennington road to waterloo bridge, most of it with a plod car RIGHT BEHIND HIM.
Fuckity chops undertaking on waterloo bridge to squeeze through a gap between a double decker bus and some fencing, forcing me to drop anchors to avoid clattering his bumble-to-work scheme cervello he was riding with flats.
And of course the entirely predictable parade of people driving cars whilst on the phone in some shape way or form. About 15 before i couldn't be arsed counting anymore. And not a single RLJ'er.
kill everyone.