Confessions from the fuckwits

Not bike related but should amuse a few.

At the local grocer. Looking at a product on the bottom shelf but the product was partly hidden by a flat trolley with three layers of cut down cardboard boxes full of drinks. I gave the trolley a gentle push away...

Drink bottles erupted from the trolley.

The entire fucking aisle all the way from end to end was covered by bottles rolling around.

I collapsed to the floor absolutely pissing myself laughing. Other people in the aisle took off, trying not to fall over the ever spreading sea of 1.25L drink bottles.

I carefully put the first two boxes on the trolley and started to restack.

Some 10 minutes later I was done. Boxes were now filled with mixed drinks.
 
Last night fitting a new tyre.

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That tiny little hole goes right down to bone. It did and still does Fucking Hurt.

Slammed it into the cassette when the pump connection un-jammed itself from the valve.
 
Last night fitting a new tyre.

rkqKA0q.jpg


That tiny little hole goes right down to bone. It did and still does Fucking Hurt.

Slammed it into the cassette when the pump connection un-jammed itself from the valve.

I have got bitten that way before, not as badly though. I learned to push from the tyre side with both thumbs (toward the hub), instead of pull from the hub side, toward the hub. No more #$@#$@#$#$#$@ moments.
 
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