So, it's being a quiet afternoon and just I am halfway watching Big Bang Theory on E4 (seen about 5,000 times because there isn't anything else worth watching on the telly) when suddenly the house shakes and the cat runs under the bed!
Was it an earthquake? No, it was a monobrowed gimp blarting past my house on a mini moto bike with the muffler taken out of it's badly fitted third-party exhaust.
There is always one of those in the streets, buzzing around on such a bike. I'd like to tell the rider that it doesn't make the girls wet, all it does is to annoy everyone within a 10 miles radius thus making him look like a prick.
Was it an earthquake? No, it was a monobrowed gimp blarting past my house on a mini moto bike with the muffler taken out of it's badly fitted third-party exhaust.
There is always one of those in the streets, buzzing around on such a bike. I'd like to tell the rider that it doesn't make the girls wet, all it does is to annoy everyone within a 10 miles radius thus making him look like a prick.
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