REAL men ride ........

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Drago

Legendary Member
........women; apparently. So I was told this morning by some nobber hanging out the window of the front passenger seat of a taxi as it passed me while out on my bike.
Thirty seconds later I caught up with the taxi at a red light. I took the sensible option of sitting behind the taxi while he shouted some more incoherent nonsense at me. Sometimes I do wish I was a violent psychopath as it would have made me feel much better if I had gone up the inside of the taxi and broken his jaw with a swift left hook. However knowing my luck I would have been up against Kilwinning's equivalent of Kenneth Noye; so I let it go. Pi55ed me off a little for the rest of the ride though...

To which I'd have replied "Yup, was riding your Mum last night.". Bad enough that the guy is a bellend, but a deliberate misogynist too ranks him as a Class a p*****head.
 
I know what you mean but as usual after the event I would have said something like ‘is that why you are in a taxi’.

Obviously he would have been too thick to understand the joke.

However I agree when someone wrote a real man wouldn’t care (obviously I am not in that category).
 
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Julia9054

Legendary Member
Location
Knaresborough
You should have congratulated him on the clarity of his diction.
On the rare occasions i have been shouted at from cars it sounds like a cross between Tourettes and the Doppler effect.
The shouter is no doubt congratulating himself on his wit.
 

Joey Shabadoo

My pronouns are "He", "Him" and "buggerlugs"
To which I'd have replied "Yup, was riding your Mum last night.". Bad enough that the guy is a bellend, but a deliberate misogynist too ranks him as a Class a p*****head.

Bugger, beat me to it.

I might have been a little more succinct - "Yer maw..."
 

Welsh wheels

Lycra king
Location
South Wales
........women; apparently. So I was told this morning by some nobber hanging out the window of the front passenger seat of a taxi as it passed me while out on my bike.
Thirty seconds later I caught up with the taxi at a red light. I took the sensible option of sitting behind the taxi while he shouted some more incoherent nonsense at me. Sometimes I do wish I was a violent psychopath as it would have made me feel much better if I had gone up the inside of the taxi and broken his jaw with a swift left hook. However knowing my luck I would have been up against Kilwinning's equivalent of Kenneth Noye; so I let it go. Pi55ed me off a little for the rest of the ride though...
Or shout back.....I am assuming the taxi is your woman then?
 

Cavalol

Legendary Member
Location
Chester
When Chester races were on a black cab with 4 people in the back passed me (I was cycling) and some 'clever' lad shouted 'get a car, you ****' out of the window. Twenty seconds later they were stuck in traffic and he suddenly decided not to make eye contact, nor to accept my offer to step out of the cab and repeat his comment. Not the driver's fault of course, but having had odd random bits of abuse shouted at me by car drivers, I've occasionally considered seeing if stink bombs are still available and keeping some in the back pocket of my cycling jacket.
 
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Brandane

Legendary Member
When Chester races were on a black cab with 4 people in the back passed me (I was cycling) and some 'clever' lad shouted 'get a car, you ****' out of the window. Twenty seconds later they were stuck in traffic and he suddenly decided not to make eye contact, nor to accept my offer to step out of the cab and repeat his comment. Not the driver's fault of course, but having had odd random bits of abuse shouted at me by car drivers, I've occasionally considered seeing if stink bombs are still available and keeping some in the back pocket of my cycling jacket.

This stuff could be the answer, in a small aerosol in your pocket (available on ebay):

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classic33

Leg End Member
When Chester races were on a black cab with 4 people in the back passed me (I was cycling) and some 'clever' lad shouted 'get a car, you ****' out of the window. Twenty seconds later they were stuck in traffic and he suddenly decided not to make eye contact, nor to accept my offer to step out of the cab and repeat his comment. Not the driver's fault of course, but having had odd random bits of abuse shouted at me by car drivers, I've occasionally considered seeing if stink bombs are still available and keeping some in the back pocket of my cycling jacket.
Yes, but of the two I've seen, one is in glass(fragile) the other is a foil wrapped bag containing a binary bomb. Gives about a minute to get rid of it, before the bag bursts.
 

Threevok

Growing old disgracefully
Location
South Wales
I felt a real man once.

He wasn't happy about it though - and broke my jaw with a swift left hook.

That was the end of my taxi driving career
 
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