ok here we go,
Scooterists, Yeah all of you you hair drying little Peugeout Zip Pizza Riding L-Plate is good enough for me forever amateurs…
If you have ever bought a car with a Fighter Plane Propellor as its company logo… yes you, the BMW herd!
White van men
Most black cabbies are ok, but the one’s who’ve just given up giving a toss… they ride into you, they drive over you and when you catch up next to them they don’t even bother to swear at you, they just look bored, cos they know that in ten seconds time, you and they won’t even remember each other.
Bikers who wear those stupid stick-on floppy ears or mohawks GET A GRIP, I know most of you are chicks but jesus! (see also the nobs with the plastic fingers stuck in the boot)
People who tell me they love me and just use me for sex
All of the dix that have hit me or caused me to swerve over the years.
The 4 armed coppers on motorbikes who were circling round me on the Cromwell Road “practising their formation riding” but I didn’t know that at the time. I sh@t myself cos I was a drug runner for Carols Santos Viagra syndicate at the time…
Girls betweem 18 and 24 who drive modern VW Beetles…nothing will ever come close to the stupidity nor the character of the original dub… so take that stupid Daisy out of the stupid flower holder (ina car for FECK’S sake) and walk… (same applies modern Mini wnakers, minus the Daisy obviously… duh!)
Anyone who thinks their macho credentials are improved by driving any kind of car whatsoever… sitting on your backside and pushing a pedal with your foot in London traffic is NOT big or clever…little grannies can do it. Just because the car is worth half a million or you’ve lowered the suspension and put a rubbish bin over the exhaust and coloured it with metallic glitter paint, it does NOT make you more of a man…
Those dickheads who sit 2 inches behind you whilst you’re doing 25 in a 40 zone… LISTEN LET’S GET THIS STRAIGHT ONCE AND FOR ALL… there is no road in London that doesn’t have a traffic light within 400 yards… just think of the fuel I am saving you by driving at a sensible speed… if you don’t back the FECK off I will slow down even more you pathetic excuses for impotent children you!
Anyone with a personalised licence plate… you fucking losers!
Anyone with one of those “Baby on Board stickers”… why is my immediate reaction, “Yeah it must be the driver!” Why? Anyone?
Young kids wearing all black who cross the road at night in palces where there’s no street lighting…
Women drivers who sit in the middle lane of the motorway on a Saturday afternoon as they drive home from having been to have lunch with their mothers… YOU SAPPY SAPPY SAPPY MIDDLE LANE IDIOTS!!!
Small blond women who Drive Range Rovers on the school run… if you can’t see over the steering you can’t really call yourself “the driver” can you.
Anyone with a car that is too big for them to control… this is a sub-rule of the previous Range Rover blonde rule, however it applies to anyone driving something they just can’t control… women in a car for example…
Pedestrians who are too pathetic to walk on icy pavements so instead they walk out in the middle of the road, cos the cars have worn a clearer path… and yet, cars slide on ice too, so GET OUT THE ROAD YOU IDIOTS!
Those tourists who come from countires where cars are made out of fairy dust and sponges. LOOK before you wlak into the street… EVEN IF YOU LOOK THE WRONG WAY… at least then we’ll know you tried, but for god’s sake LOOK!