• To the passenger of the rented Astra who spat at me on Ladbroke Grove earlier on this afternoon - I reserve the right to call you and your accomplice "a pair of cardboard cut-out cunts" at the traffic lights. Chasing me in your car will do you no favours. I know the man whose running around you do and he has assured me that he will be having words with the pair of you. With any luck he'll give you both a fucking slap...

    You little pair of shithouses can run around all day thinking that you're big important gangsta's but people like you are two a penny. You want respect - demonstrate it and you'll get it. In time. Your boss didn't get to where he has by spitting on cyclists. He did it by keeping the peace.

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