I was nearly arrested today...

[CrabGirl]

and it's purly down to hormones.

I was crossing the road on on a funny cossing where the road follows on round a bend and cars have to indicate to go straight. No-one was indicating so I crossed and was nearly killed by a non-indicating police car.

Hormonal temper made me scream "Fucking twat can't you fucking indicate???" at said car, which then stopped.

Result, lengthy argument with bitch of a policewoman. (paraphrasing)
Her: I could book you for being abusive
Me: I could report you for driving like a twat.
Her: I'm the police
Me: You nearly killed me, you fucking ugly mare
Her: I'm the Police, do you want a caution
Me: Hmm, (tempted but loath to ring work and say "Sorry guys I can't come in coz I'm in the slammmer") Sorry officer.

Feel a bit like a pussy for letting the bull-dyke cow get away with trying to kill me and then threatening to arrest me for protesting.

[Lilmiss]

Go you.

I hate fooking idiots who think just because there is no car behind them, they don't need to indicate. Walkers rights, ftw.

[CrabGirl]

Thanks chick.

If she'd been some numpty of a tourist then I wouldn't have minded so much, but as an orficer of the law she should have known better.

Plus she was an ugly agressive munter with bad hair.

[Karen DiConcet]

You should have said that, then legged it. Police don't like to run, because they all eat doughnuts or something.

[CrabGirl]

She looked like she'd eat marathons for breakfast.


British pre-snickers era-folk, did ya see what I did there.

[clocker]

Plus she was an ugly agressive munter with bad hair.

I'm sure she was doing the best she could with what she had.
Remember, not everyone can live up to Sanda Bullock's high standard.

She probably was a twit though.

[Lilmiss]

Butch lesbians drive aggressively.
The police crave undue authority.

Mixing the two combinations is a recipe for some daft bint receiving a good punch square in the gob.

[CrabGirl]

Butch lesbians drive aggressively.
The police crave undue authority.

Mixing the two combinations is a recipe for some daft bint receiving a good punch square in the gob.

Feck the gob, it was a cunt-punch moment if you know what I mean...

[Lilmiss]

They like that, or so I hear.

[CrabGirl]

yeh, the only reason I didn't was coz I woulda lost my arm. (honest)