Today I witnessed something rather funny on the tube. Just entering the Met/Circle/Hammersmith line after the ticket barriers was a man who was smartly dressed, shiny black shoes, one of those haircuts and who hated everybody. He showed this by barging his way into the ticket barrier oblivious of the queues. People tutted, then grinned, chuckled and pointed at him. He didn't notice, the self-obsessed moron.
Why all the laughing? Well, upon his well-pressed suit jacket somebody had stuck a sticker. It was about 3" in diameter. It was yellow with black writing.
It read: "I love cock!"
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