A man became angry at me during my morning walk. I was at the Bank Bottleneck and accidentally kicked a man in the shins from behind. He was fuming and began to shout and berate me and said some rather horrible and hurtful things. In a way I do not blame him.
Kicking someone directly in the shins is becoming a regular occurrence. There are just too many people in London to avoid foot-to-shin communication. Hurting some dawdling dandy suit wearing-type has now become a highlight of my day. It serves them right.
Who, in their right mind, thinks it is a good idea to dawdle through The City during rush hour, carrying an obese umbrella and possessing a total lack of spatial awareness?
I am hoping to move on to the naked sword carrying next. Whaa haa haa.
2 Comments
How can you kick someone in the shins from behind?
You been watching those Jackie Chan movies again, Nelson?
I can do alot from behind Napoleon