Friday, August 11, 2006
Big man!
I was heading home with my Polish takeaway food when I heard tire screeching. I looked and saw a souped-up car doing a 360 at a 3-way intersection, at least a little faster than was sensible. More screeching ensued. I heard the word “prick” emanate from my person, followed, a few yards away, by a comment from a man who was crossing the road at the time. I didn’t hear what he said, but the man he was crossing with, dripping with sarcasm, said, “I’m impressed!” This guy obviously had the wrong audience. Only his fellow morons would be impressed with such a show.
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