I think the best way to put it into perspective would be to think back to school days when the bullies used to put “KICK ME” stickers on the back of the geeks’ blazers, and they would get “gat-skops” all day without realising why. Only this time the geeks have put the stickers on themselves and are administering a self-beating.

As mentioned before, WE (as a general public) will reluctantly TOLERATE your latex clothing and funny shoes and exposed ball sacks in public places, but the helmets just have to go. Don’t be silly. Seriously, it’s fucking ridiculous.

This, taken within the hour by The Personal Jukebox at Giovanni’s in Green Point.

Are you serious?
Are we being Punk’d?

That guy he is chatting to looks like a good guy. A sensible guy.

He should chat to his buddy – it’s the right thing to do.

He should say to him, “Rodney, bru.. put your coffee down. You look like a poes, bru. Take off that goddamn helmet.”

But he won’t. ‘Cos he’s known Rodney for years. They’ve done Suikerbossie together.

He doesn’t have the heart..

Q : “Why do cyclists wear such thin latex on their body?”

A : “Because their skin is so INCREDIBLY thick.”