Oh, sweet sweet justice, how I love your face.
=> I teach French on Pařižska ul. in Prague, the fanciest, most ridiculously up-market excuse for a street you could imagine: think Chanel, D&G and Overpriced Italian Icecream, and you're there. Today, on my way to work, I passed a group of burly tree-fellers, doing their tree-felling thing. The tree they were hacking at was right above a huge, black, shiny new
Hummer.
A recipe for disaster, you say? If by disaster you mean "Victory!", then yes!
I had passed the car by only 10 steps or so, when I heard an almighty SMASH.
"FAN-FUCKING-TASTIC!!!!" said my brain as I turned around, to be greeted by the glorious sight of the Hummer's bonnet badly dented by a rather large branch.
Your car ain't so shiny any more, now is it Mr. I'm a Rich Tool With No Social or Environmental Conscience?? Hmm??! Is it??!
Wow. It was just too good. Too sweet! When I looked up into the "offending" cherry picker, I do believe I noticed a suppressed smile at the corners of the bloke's mouth, as he expressed the following: "Whoopsies!"...But maybe I'm just letting my imagination get the better of me.