You know them, their all over the place every time you go out the Door. The One's that stop their Car in the middle of the Road when they dont know where their going, Park up to get a Paper at a Garage and hold every Fucker up for 10 Minutes. My nemesis is the Bastard who watches a whole trolly full of shopping go through the check-out before starting to fill their bags, then ask "do you take credit cards" :nohead: the other wind-up in the Supermarket is the bollocks who thinks their the only fucker shopping and clogs the Aisle while looking over the shelves. Well for them I do the, smash the trolly into their side and say oh so sorry, didnt see you there. Even better if they've got saucepan lids sitting in the trolly, I wait till they put their hands on the bars and then Hey Presto, one screaming Kid, one distraught parent, one happy Winbet.
Have any of you got tricks on getting back at these bastards that waste so much valuable time?:drink:
Have any of you got tricks on getting back at these bastards that waste so much valuable time?:drink: