The cleaners finally decided to clean the nooks and crannies of our locker room at work this week. I'd say the owner of this pair of boots left the company some time ago.
Yes, that is a thick coating of fluff and dust. They weren't the only pair in this state.
I would have enjoyed pulling on those boots though and sticking them right up the arse of the idiot mungbean driver of TTC 864 this morning. I've taken to a meandering route most mornings, as the straight-for-the-bay route doesn't give my legs enough time to warm up. On one particular street that I went down this morning, a car load of spunk-overloaded morons went around an island on the wrong side of the road in order to get a few seconds in front of me. Council, or the RTA, has put in a road treatment to try and prevent fuck knuckles like this mob from speeding on this section of road and smashing into an innocent party coming the other way. That wasn't good enough for these window lickers, who thought that going onto the wrong side of the road on a blind S-bend was a sensible idea. Seriously, were doctors dropping babies on their heads 17 years ago? Here, see for yourself....
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