Postal workers of such ilk are hereby relegated (in the depths of my little universe) to reside always along side motorists that hit cyclists and then fuck off quickly so you can’t get their license plate.

Tally: Gethin – 0, Motorists – 2.

Third time lucky… Either I’ll get the plate, or I’ll be so spread across the asphalt it won’t matter. Maybe I ought to stop playing…


~ by Gethin A. Lynes on September 24th, 2008.

One Response to “Postal…”

  1. Mate, you should get chatting to kate about fatties…. Still you made me laugh. And not at your expense, not I was definitely laughing with you, not at you. Damn plexiglass….

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