THROWING RUBBISH OUT OF CAR WINDOWS!
Why do people feel the need to litter at all, let alone doing it while in motion?
WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK ARE YOU DOING?
These are all the things that shot through my mind earlier this week as I was casually driving through morning rush hour in central Brighton, CD blasting, happily singing away to my future wedding song (Here Comes the Sun by the Beatles, seeing as you asked) when this happened…
In case you aren’t completely sure what the above is. It is an artists impression (OK, my impression) of me, trundling along in my little i10, when someone throws half of a sodding sausage and egg McMuffin out of their shitting car window.
The “UFO” (unidentified fucking object) came full throttle towards my windscreen, dirty overcooked (yet somehow still slimy) egg splatting all over the bloody windscreen and greasy sausage getting impaled on my wiper blades. Inevitably this made removing the filthy egg using my windscreen wipers near impossible. All I really achieved was a lovely smear mark as I rubbed extra grease directly in my line of sight.
I literally cannot comprehend why people feel the need to throw food/rubbish/cans out of the window especially when in motion.
You are in a car.
There is plenty of space inside a car.
You use cars to get to particular locations.
Locations where there will, more often than not, be a BIN.
You are an arse hole. You are all arse holes.
I would love for it to be perfectly acceptable, and not punishable by law, for the general public to be allowed to bitch slap litterers directly in the face.
And rub other rubbish in their rubbish faces.
I realise that this is not a particularly well thought out argument, but it’s definitely made me feel better writing it.
And lets face it, people who throw rubbish out of cars don’t really need to be defended do they.