Cunt on the way home last night - yes I did fucking punch your car as you tried to squeeze through the island you fucking prick. If I can pick your passenger's fucking nose as you try to pass, you are too fucking close, cunt.
Cunt on the way in this morning - yes mate, I'd get on the cycle path if I could. The cunts who are parked in it are stopping that though. And you just stare straight ahead as I roll past as you're stuck in the queue of cars that means you'll be waiting for at least another two cycles at the lights. Give you time to think about what a cunt you are.
Cunts cunts cunts. Out in force.
(Edited to remove gratuitous language)