Pricks

[bugshaw]

#1: walking home after the pub, an oik on a bike shouts "Cunt!" Then passes a bloke and yells "Poof!" Another chap gets "Faggot!" in a voice of vitriol.

#2: on next-door's forecourt, a hedgehog snuffles about. In reference to earlier conversation, it does not a) mate, b) bite my Dad's toe, or c) get eaten by a badger. It does, however, remind me of the Powerpuff girls.

Comments

[damerell.livejournal.com]

I, Mojo Jojo, placed it there. In order that it should be there. Placed. By me. Mojo Jojo, who placed the hedgehog.

[intelligentrix.livejournal.com]

One hopes said oik runs afoul of a large man with an umbrella to stick through the spokes.

I wish we had hedgehogs. I had a little plush hedgehog when I was a child and loved it. Also, my mother looks a lot like Mrs. Tiggywinkle.

[missfairchild.livejournal.com]

I love hedgehogs. They are adorable little creatures and I'd love one as a pet.

[frandowdsofa.livejournal.com]

With any luck he will encounter a stolen manhole cover. (That's not the hedgehog, btw.)

Have slugs, want hedgehogs.

[anef.livejournal.com]

Well, at least it wasn't personal. Was he, by any chance, cycling without lights or on the pavement?

[bugshaw.livejournal.com]

No lights, on one of the paths across Stourbridge Common where cycling is permitted. Idiot.