Nothing says "Pretentious Twat" more than a man in a turtleneck and corduroy suitcoat with elbow patches talking on a cell phone while riding a Harley Davidson. I was almost run off the road by said pretentious twat yesterday while on my way home from my last day at the Most Horrible Job in the Universe, and even that couldn't dampen my mood. Things are coming up roses.
unravled:
Harley? Are you sure you don't mean Vespa?
unravled:
Not even if you put snow tires on it?