I hate

peds crossing the road while texting,
cars that turn without indicating,
people that dont say thank you when you stop at zebra crossings for them,
scooter riders with blankets over their legs,
bike riders listening to ipods,

black cab drivers that think they are Londons professional drivers,
buses that overtake and pull in 5 yards in front of you,
car drivers that overtake you on the narrowest part of the road,
peds on Hampstead Heath that ask you 'are you allowed to ride on the Heath'

errr, aren't black cab drivers professional drivers? as in, they do it for their job :S

yes i suppose they are if you wish to split hairs, but i think you know what i mean.

:P

i agree with you on the point about bus drivers... Wish I had the balls to d-lock their mirror or hit the emergency engine stop button or something.

one cut me up on the finchley rd one evening going home, he was up my arse for about 100 yards, then he saw his chance to overtake but almost straight away pulled up to a halt in front of me. by the time i got round him and level with his window he was taking fares from passengers getting on the bus. i banged the side of the bus as hard as i could and shouted ' FCKING WNKER' , i'm sure by the look on his face that he just let go in his underpants.

haahaha :) no one in a car/bus ever expects anyone to react back!

i got a mate who rides into london every day 15 miles, a couple of builders in a transit cut him up real bad. he raced through the traffic to catch them up, over took them, jumped off his bike in the middle of the moving traffic and offered them both out. they both did up their windows and locked their doors!

lpg hippy, I bet they weren't pumped up to 120psi. i'm using conti 4 season grand prix and i had shit loads of punctures at 100psi. but 120, none at all.

They ride really well, but stick em anywhere near glass and they get cut to fuck.

See, a ride can be spoiled when you have to fix a puncture. So, I would rather use Rubinos which feel just the feckin' same to me, for almost the same money, obviously last 4000 times as long and don't puncture every 10min.
Shit, I used to ride exclusively on Pro Race and they never punctured like the Ultrasports. Everyone tells me they're slick in the wet though so I've not bothered buying them again (they're also more expensive than Rubinos).

non smokers that cough in an exagereted way if you smoke within 30 feet of them

Smokers (i'm trying to configure my media server while pulling out my hair, bear with me)

Smokers that cough in an exagerated way when you smoke within 30 feet of them whilst you are sitting outside a pavement cafe in central london.

stupid fucking "best thing" "worst thing" "favourite animal" "most favoured fabric" type bullshit threads that are starting to appear on this fucking forum

when your girlfriend texts you to tell you that you are missing a fantastic programme on Sky all about old american cars.

RPM stupid fucking "best thing" "worst thing" "favourite animal" "most favoured fabric" type bullshit threads that are starting to appear on this fucking forum

You know this shit is just started to annoy you, right?

RPM stupid fucking "best thing" "worst thing" "favourite animal" "most favoured fabric" type bullshit threads that are starting to appear on this fucking forum

if there was a favorite comment discussion....this would be mine.

hippy [quote]RPM stupid fucking "best thing" "worst thing" "favourite animal" "most favoured fabric" type bullshit threads that are starting to appear on this fucking forum

You know this shit is just started to annoy you, right?[/quote]

I hope so, because it serves no other purpose

Yeah, yeah.. wot-ev-ah!

RPM the big lebowski
curry
riding an entire journey without having to use the brake
tall girls with long hair
pubs/bars where you can still hear your friends over the music

it was at that point I realised things were getting out of hand

What type of thread content are you guys looking for then?

big tit lesbian nuns, of course

thats the problem with lesbians, in real life they look like sad, fat, lonely old men. Thank god for the internet.

greyhound bus lines. with a passion.

I don't need a seance
I don't read grey lines
I signed it away, way long
I hate, slow songs