• Mr. Crash was right for not leathering the twat. As tempting as it was! If you pardon the pun, it makes Mr. Crash the bigger man.

    Couple of months back had some numpty tap me on the head with his paper as I cycled past (on a bike path!). I was so incensed, at this stupid and wanky way of an attempt at an altercation, that I had to stop and discuss why he felt the need to do this. We discussed amicably for some moments, and both came to the conclusion that he was a twat.

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