Saturday, 12 July 2008
My other blog is a Porsche.
I once started to write a post about the never ending inquest of Princess Diana. It had a crass joke in it about the Paps being able to follow her because of the 'Princess On Board' sticker on the back of the Merc. Haha. This originated from a general irritation after following a car with a 'Child on Board' sticker. When an opportunity to gently overtake this vehicle, with the merest caress of the accelerator so as not to wake the presumably slumbering infant, and obviously being ultra cautious so that the gentle lamb did was not poisoned by my passing exhaust fumes, I couldn't help notice that the mother driving that car was not only smoking, but also was failing to have an actual 'Child On Board'. Surely there should be a law ensuring that people take these stickers out of their cars, when they've dropped ths sprogs off, so I can drive like 'Twatbag' Clarkson?
Today I saw a black Fiat with an obligatory ego twatplate and a huge pink logo on the back informing me that this particular Italian rustbucket was 'Powered by Fairydust'.
Is it against the law to send my evil army of seagulls against these drivers?