I was cycling to the office this morning...
...and my route took me right past Downing Street (I work in St Martin's Lane).

At the entrance to Downing Street, I was carved up by an official Jaguar and was justifiably able to scream "Tosser!" at the vehicle.

It's the little things that bring so much joy.
(PJM Does not love Liberace, Wed 20 May 2009, 9:53, Reply)

You were such a polite, friendly person in real life
I find it amusing that most of your stories are rants and random outbursts of anger.
( djtrialprice "You don't scare me, that could be anyone's butt.", Wed 20 May 2009, 10:15, Reply)

^This
.
( big-girl's-blouse owns far too much fleece, Wed 20 May 2009, 10:17, Reply)

Good on ya!
I had someone open their car door on me this morning. Thankfully I was able to swerve out the way, but I was too stunned and shaking to offer the suitable remonstrations.
( Labia Majora when you're feeling down, I'll feel you up, Wed 20 May 2009, 10:28, Reply)

I would have stopped to discuss my opinion on the finer points...
...of fiscal policy, transport, law and order and social regeneration projects.

However, I feel that "Tosser!" was succinct enough to encompass all there is to say in one convenient phrase.

Power to the people!
(PJM Does not love Liberace, Wed 20 May 2009, 10:31, Reply)

A work colleague
Enjoins me to conversation each morning about our wondrous representatives. Just to hear my vehement "TWATS!" in reply. Twat.
(Porkylips Built for comfort, not for speed., Wed 20 May 2009, 10:35, Reply)

Same here...
...the chap I sit next to at work's uncle is a Labour MP.

He hates them too.
(PJM Does not love Liberace, Wed 20 May 2009, 10:37, Reply)