Cruising to work this morning and some Brompton riding Forstman wannabe decided to make it his mission to force me to stare at his fat arse jiggling over the speed bumps by overtaking then slowing to a crawl, thus forcing me to pass him again and again even at my gentle pace. I now know men get cellulite too. And I got slightly nauseated and thought of this gem of a thread before some twat in a mercedes decided to give me a push start with his bumper at a junction and gave me something more vital to concern myself with.
I hope that this Brompton sponsored speed demon's victory saw him through the rest of the day and gave him a sparkling hint of achievement and satisfaction to compensate for not being able to see his penis without a mirror.
I hope it provides all of you blessed rush hour racing champs this joy and another event to add to your already glittering palmares.
Cruising to work this morning and some Brompton riding Forstman wannabe decided to make it his mission to force me to stare at his fat arse jiggling over the speed bumps by overtaking then slowing to a crawl, thus forcing me to pass him again and again even at my gentle pace. I now know men get cellulite too. And I got slightly nauseated and thought of this gem of a thread before some twat in a mercedes decided to give me a push start with his bumper at a junction and gave me something more vital to concern myself with.
I hope that this Brompton sponsored speed demon's victory saw him through the rest of the day and gave him a sparkling hint of achievement and satisfaction to compensate for not being able to see his penis without a mirror.
I hope it provides all of you blessed rush hour racing champs this joy and another event to add to your already glittering palmares.
Chapeau to you, each and every one....