“20’s Plenty” - fuck off now…
This is a follow up to my No Smoking article as I’ve just read this website and it pissed me off… I found the pensioner twats article before I read and closed this tab and when I did spot it, it made my piss boil…
Apparently “20s Plenty” according to these “protesters”…
By protesters it means Mums with pushchairs, pensioners, transport activists and children, and by Mums with pushchairs, pensioners, transport activists and children I mean shit stains whose opinions don’t really matter.
What do a bunch of kids in London know about speeding… Nothing, thats what… nothing at all.
Kids are thick and fucking annoying at the best of times, but when they get hopped up and opinionated about things they know fuck all about, I want to get a sledge hammer and start pounding the bollocks of the parent who produced them, just so they have no further chance of entering anything into the gene pool, then give the little fucker the look I used to give kids in Wonderland like the next thing I’m going to do is rip their arms off. That soon calmed them down..
When I was a kid, I probably thought 20 miles an hour was fast too. Just like I thought The Little Dipper was scary and the local sand dunes were enormous. You know why? Because I was half the size of everyone else and had no sense of real proportions. That and I was an idiot kid.
Mums in pushchairs.. instead of whining about the speed limit, why don’t you try getting a job and shutting your fucking mouths. If you did, you might realise that people going to work are in a rush to get there, and that the douchebag doing 20 mph is the one every other motorist is screaming at to get out of the damn way.
Pensioners, same reasoning… you’re that cunt doing 20mph in the first place.. every other motorist wants your coffin dodging ass off the road at the best of times so you too can shut the fuck up.
And finally, “transport activists”, and by this they mean those Green bastards that want us all to use public transport, ride our bikes and walk more.. *shakes fist furiously*.. you people don’t have a fucking clue, do you?
Not everyone wants to Save the Planet. Most people want to go to work as quickly as possible, comfortable, without having to sit next to the likes of you, the tramp that stinks of piss and Special Brew or the old woman with scabs on her face ( Bow chika Bow wow! 
) on a crappy old bus that takes an extra 60 minutes each way. I want to get to work relaxed, ready to face the shit this Rat Race brings, and the idiots in it. I then want to get home and sit in front of whatever high energy using device I feel like and kill things, because if I wasn’t, I’d probably be hunting cock lords like you down and cleaning up the gene pool. Just be grateful I have things to distract me, and a Thorazine drip plugged in at the moments I’m not blogging…
