To hang out of your vehicle shouting at things you see? As some of you will know I ride my bike to work, it’s a fitness thing. Last Thursday I was cycling over the swing bridge from Newcastle to gateshead when the lights went to red, rather than block the road on the hill I usually lean against the bridge until green. As I sat a trucker coming the other way stopped, beeped the horn and hung out the window, at this point I thought he wanted directions, not so, he shouted " get off the road, you’re blocking traffic"! For once I was speechless. What a tool, he’d blocked the whole road and stopped all traffic to give me this effort. Much like the car drivers in such a hurry they will stop to tell you that you’ve held them up!
My question is : are you the type to do something like that? If so why do you feel the need to do it and what do you hope to get out of it?
I lean out the window and ‘MOOO’ loudly at cows or ‘BAAA’ at sheep.
Recently I saw a bull mount a cow with massive udders and couldn’t help beeping my horn and yelling, “get in there old son”.
I’d shout “Get off and milk it!”
If passing a layby infested with Caravan Using Nomadic Travellers, I’ll blast the horns. Did it once near Aylesbury when one of the tribe was ■■■■■■■■ in the hedge yet in full view of everyone.
Saw a bag lady rummaging through bins in Oxford last year, shouted at her to stop pinching.
Toot up fanny on a regular basis. Not my fault they wear here’s my ■■■■ tops…
In all seriousness, I get what you mean. Earlier I dropped off a friend on double yellows on the high street in my car and someone stopped next to me and shouted “get off the double yellows you zb” Took him more time to stop and wind his window down to shout at me than if he had just gone past.
Just so happened that I pulled out behind him and at the next lights he didn’t make eye contact in his mirrors. When lights turned green he sped off like a whippet with a bum full of dynamite 
Always yell " mint sauce" @ sheep … better known as “sheep worrying” in these parts of Yorkshire
I shout “orange sauce” when I see ducks.
Squiddy:
I lean out the window and ‘MOOO’ loudly at cows or ‘BAAA’ at sheep.Recently I saw a bull mount a cow with massive udders and couldn’t help beeping my horn and yelling, “get in there old son”.
I do exactly the same!
I had a white van pull up next to me one night in Harrogate when I was picking up some passengers and gave me a bollocking - alright so it was a van with jam sandwich stripes and a blue light on the roof
No one says nothing to me I sit with my fingers in my ears rocking back and forth when I stop.
I had an old foden with train horns on the back of the cab a few years back. Saw a lovley young lady walking along one morning let the horns rip she jumped about 3 foot in the air and threw her cup of coffee all over herself not one of my best moves.
kr79:
No one says nothing to me I sit with my fingers in my ears rocking back and forth when I stop.
I had an old foden with train horns on the back of the cab a few years back. Saw a lovley young lady walking along one morning let the horns rip she jumped about 3 foot in the air and threw her cup of coffee all over herself not one of my best moves.
Quality!
I’ve tooted up a fit bird, only for her chain smoking Vicky Pollard mate to wave back!
I had a brass throw a can of coke at me for tooting at her.
I think it was a her anyway, corner of Old Compton St…
Squiddy:
I lean out the window and ‘MOOO’ loudly at cows or ‘BAAA’ at sheep.
I do that too…
Slackbladder:
To hang out of your vehicle shouting at things you see?
Guilty M’Lud. 
Bottom of Ramsey Brow in Wukkie a couple of days ago, I was trying to turn left on a green light. Nugget heed was sat waiting on a red to turn right, but her arse end was in my lane. My request of " 'OW, PICK A LANE EH! " got the RAF 1000 yard stare off her WPC collegue sat in the passanger seat…
I’ve also developed that ■■■■■■■■ OCD. You know the one, when you shout “■■■■!!” at any bloke with a ■■■■■ deficiency syndrome in a convertible (with the skin peeled back to reveal the bellend), generally a rather expensive BMW, Merc or Audi…
I love going past people queuing and shouting “Bus ■■■■■■■■
Happydaze:
kr79:
No one says nothing to me I sit with my fingers in my ears rocking back and forth when I stop.
I had an old foden with train horns on the back of the cab a few years back. Saw a lovley young lady walking along one morning let the horns rip she jumped about 3 foot in the air and threw her cup of coffee all over herself not one of my best moves.
In my first driving job, I used to drive a Transit round the West End and coasting in gear with the ignition off and then turning the ignition back on would make it backfire, it used to make a helluva bang between the buildings, I used to do it quite often and the one thing I noticed was that girls would all jump and scream, blokes just jumped and black people of both sexes would duck.
I thought it was quality entertainment and was most disappointed when I got a diesel engine 
I confess to getting cross with those who block Cassington traffic lights when I’m trying to turn in or out of Cassington premix. They can see the queue but still move just because the lights are green.
Shouting and chinning bellend taxi drivers gets you nowhere. (Only the dole!) 
NathanB:
If passing a layby infested with Caravan Using Nomadic Travellers, I’ll blast the horns.
One of my favourite pastimes when I was on nights; give 'em the wake-up call about three in the morning so they’ll be up bright and early for a day’s thieving! 