I’m sorry for calling you a cocksucker.

And flipping you the bird.  The fact is, when you zoomed past I assumed you were actually trying to kill me.  In fact, as I realise later, you were trying to tell me I had my sidestand down, or maybe you were noting my lack of indicating.  Most of the time, when I shout “what’s your fucking problem”, its actually mine.  Sorry about that.

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