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So this happened....

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As a cyclist myself I am sympathetic to the plight of my fellow velocipedes. That pedestrians can be bovine skittle puddings with haircuts and a penchant for prominading gormlessly in clearely marked cycle lanes and look suprised when you narrowly avoid knocking them down. Just so you understand i normally identify with the cyclist. However this ginger stubbled cove on his overpriced mountain steed took the entire mcvites biscuit selection tin with a strong bias towards the jammy dodgers and the ginger nuts. This fine upstanding chappie in darkish attire and no lights was weaving down ' Lover's Lane' (kind of a tarmac footpath twixt Highfield Lane and Winchester road) Between clumps of hungover students migrating from their beds to more dubious slumbering accommdation in the lecture auditorium (I was a student once. I know my former kind). This fine fellow was shouting "ding ding ding" like a sentient penis. And adding "That means get out of the fucking way." As nobody else seemed about to I felt obliged to halfheartedly tell the bounder to depart from this location to frot himself most vigourously. I don't think he heard but I felt catharsis nonetheless. I fear this gentleman will ultimately purchase a high end germanic automobile and indulge in Clarksonite peccadillos in later life...