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5/31/2014 11:55:33 AM
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They are both dicks, the driver for going that fast in what looked like a residential area and the eejit with the rock for stooping to his level.
Hell, I get tempted to throw rocks at the endless hordes of bikers that come through my village every day and sit at the crossroads revving the unholy shit out of it just for the sake of it.
It's not a quiet village by any means, we have arctic lorries hurtling through 24/7 but the bikers really piss me off when they sound like a harrier jet outside my window.
Speaking of jets... we also have an RAF station somewhere nearby that practises low flying so we get a lot of SREEEEEAAAOOOOOWWWWWWs but they aren't constant and annoying.
Just the -blam!-ing bikers. See the south park episode for reference to them.
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Harley bikes?
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Some of them, it's just a general collection of motorcyclists. I'm not great at distinguishing bikes, or even cars but it's about anything with two wheels and a loud annoying engine that seems to sit at the junction all day revving away like their life depends on it.
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You live in a village, what? Now I picture you as a Gandalf type old man, beard and all.
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Lols, yeah tiny little village. Not even really a village, more of a hamlet <.< It has a major crossroads that runs through the middle which is basically the route for the timber lorries and oil tankers that come through this way <.< So rather than being a nice peaceful and quiet country life, it's a tiny place in the arse end of nowhere that could easily kill you if you aren't ridiculously attuned to the sound of traffic flowing through the area. Just from standing on the pavement in the middle of the village I can tell what traffic is coming from what direction and when, with my eyes closed <.<
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Now I just get the image of you being one of the cast of South Park. Telling the -blam!- to leave.
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