Mar 24, 2005 13:23
You there, with the metallic boy-racer car with spoilers and shiny hubs. Why don't you drive like a twat and cut people up, that'll impress the chicks. Hell, you could even crunch into other people's hire cars at well over the speed limit, you daredevil.
And if you're so bling, how about you pay my £500 excess. Arse-wipe.