I forgive you for chopping me at the lights

But only because your helmet matchings your leggings and your butt says you like First Place Osteopathy too.

Just because my right knee is not totally shattered after this morning’s Lazy Jerks, I forgive you for sidling yourself up at the lights which is the most rude annoying thing that drives me bananas, like worse than bananas, like so much worse than anything I can say here and remain sane.

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By Eleanor Jackson

Eleanor Jackson is a Filipino Australian poet, performer, arts producer, cyclist, writer, gal about town, feminist, freewheeler, and friend.

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  1. That was me – It was raining, I was having second thoughts about riding having just left home. Creepin’ along. I forgive you for going past me then riding at a speed not quite quick enough to justify going past me which drives me bananas. I let it slide for a couple of blocks but your take off from lights was just too darn slow, try a smaller gear or learn to track stand or something dude. So I chopped you up and prepared to blow you away……..-) No hard feelings.

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