Virgin Media want me dead

No, I'm not going to start ranting about the Virgin Media take over of NTL and complain that I'm missing lost or 24 (cos I downloaded them instead on my Virgin Media connection, although I'm still not sure why I bothered downloading the recent series of 24, what a turd), I am (of course) refering to the vans that drive around from Virgin Media. One would assume these vans go around installing lovely Virginny Richard 'Him from Casino Royale' Branson goodness down cable pipes.

What with being a happy go lucky pedestrain with a disregard for Motorists, I get annoyed when I cross a traffic lights and those fecking car wheel lovers try and speed up really quickly to escape having to stop at the lights. Well a week ago (I meant to blog this sooner, but hey, I had more important things to blog like cocks and art) a driver of a virgin media van did this very thing. No real reason to link death and Virgin Media (unless anyone wants to calculate some idea of a man strangling himself with Virgin Media cabling), but it was as a crossed the road after the virgin Media van breaked that I suspected death linkage, for you see this van had the caption "Near Miss" on the side of the van. Near Miss (refering to its lovely and only aspect worth being a Virgin Media customer, on demand service) but more seeming to ring in my mind that the van had just had a near miss in fucking hitting me! And there's another van going around saying "Faster, Faster, Faster" which of course means they want to run pedestrains over.

It's a sick world we live in, more people should be chasing cars (what does that even mean?) than cars chasing men. 'Oh let's have fun, with cars chasing men...'