Cunting bollocking w**king f**king c**ts

Just picked my Mrs up from the hospital. Hospital car park full. Parked literally ten minutes (while I walked from car to ward, picked up Mrs+kid and then walked back again) with the back wheels literally a foot inside a double-yellow line (rest of the car outside). Came back to find some little hitler issuing me a ticket. Pointed out the situation and asked where, exactly, he expected me to park when picking up my ill wife (and child). Was told "that's not my problem" and then advised to "keep driving round till you find a space" - problem being that the other kids needs picking up and, oh, it's on a busy A road, so driving along like an Ipswich kerbcrawler for ten minutes or so might just raise a few safety issues.

How do people like that get up in the morning and look in the mirror without wanting to do themselves in? What a grade A f**king c**t.

Posted By: Partial Angler on January 23rd 2008 at 14:12:26


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