"Where I live, in glorious suburban Cambridge, there's a local mentalist called Mad Jane*.
Mad Jane* doesn't like cyclists much and she and her scrawny dog object to sharing shared use paths. She regularly shouts at cycling kids and upsets mums on the school run. Occasionally she gets a bit shovey.
It's mainly funny but today shit got real when the following email was circulated :
[QUOTE]You won't believe it, but this evening around 5:10, Horace* was on the allotment path with his bike and Jane* hit him with a bag of dog shit! It burst all over him. Totally gross. The police are coming to our house on Sat morning to talk to Horace* in person and file a report.
A ginuwine Oh Shit moment.
- Names changed to protect the privacy of Mad Jane and Horace."[/QUOTE]
From oh shit moments...
A ginuwine Oh Shit moment.
From oh shit moments...