| Comment | Fucking beamers who stop at the top of the stairs or escalators as if the entire concept of ambulatory motion was wiped from their fucking brain.
Those arseholes who stop all of a sudden in the street without looking.
Cyclists who shout instead of using a bell, it’s Glasgow mate, too many cunts shouting, use your bell and get off the pavement you thud.
Cunts who get off the plane and just dawdle to the exit because “no rush, I have a bag to get off the belt”, mother fucker I’m rushing somewhere, move to one side you walloping dingaling. |
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