Now for something completely similar.

Go on, cross the road, ignore the bike coming, I’ll wind up my throttle and then watch you running. It’s not hard to find a pedestrian crossing, I know if you use one, you’ll leave me with nothing.

Oh yes it’s a rant in my favourite of places, Coz here in this town puts a smile on folks faces. I’ve done it for years and I should really know that the aged old bastards walk incredibly slow.

So I’ll sit with me coffee and raspberry slice (my staple for lunch coz it’s rather quite nice) and watch as the old and the young folk pass by and think to myself, ‘now why won’t they die?)

Anyroadup, it’s a beautiful day. I feel all the anger and rage run away. Or is it the sound of the old people’s sticks as they click clack away o’er brown cobbled bricks.

I’ll get them again cross the road with no thought, to speed up or slow down, I know that I ought to be wary of octogenarians who, smell of rose water/ piss and a smidgen of pooh.

But lunch time is over, I’ll go on the hunt. I hate everyone, I’m an ignorant cunt. But before I ride off and cause mayhem and pain, I’ll have to think twice, coz it’s starting to rain!!

Published by dec247h

Ex soldier, father, party girl and generally nice guy taking time out to do as he pleases! one day i will make it back to the UK, but i aint in a hurry!

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