There ain't nuthin' quite as worse...

[Kevan]

than when one of your fellow forumite members calls you up, out of the blue, a warm breeze blowing over the mic of his cellphone, while he goes on about the quality of today's ahi tuna tacos. I'm here at my desk looking forward to quittin' time so I can do my first commute-ride home, and he's going off about the pleasures of riding his new-to-him Kirk, and witnessing college girls on spring break, wearing next to nuthin'.

Boy....that really frosts me! I hope he gets a flat tire riding home.

[dave thompson]

Kevan: Just repeat the Ken Robb mantra: Bite me! Bite me!

[bironi]

and... he has no spare, no pump, his cell battery has gone dead, no one will give him a second look because he looks like a spandex alien with insect eyes. :beer: