Riding home last night,just north of the Westgate roundabout on Highway 16,I caught up to a mitsi lancer.It looked like he'd backed over his mum's rubbish bin,with the stupid exhaust sticking out the back.
As I move on to the center line to pass him he dropped down a couple of gears and floored it.I opened the bandit up and shot forward,and just to increase his humiliation,as I passed his side window I changed up from 4th to top and proceeded to piss all over his poxy tin top.
I waited for him at some slower traffic and when he had caught up I turned around and laughed at him (I had my flip face open) and made a gesture indicating that I though he was a giant wanker.
He didn't look at all happy,But his girlfriend was pissing herself laughing.
I continued on my way up the painted median:
Yeah,stay stuck in traffic,dickhead
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