A pathethic, flaccid hilljack tried to roll coal on our tandem yesterday. Beautiful day, great road with a nice shoulder to ride on. Minding our own business, not bothering anyone. This poor limp excuse of a man pulled up next to us and tried to do whatever you have to do to roll coal, but his unimpressive emission was premature. He let out some disgusting exhaust, which we didn't appreciate. He is sadly impotent in so many ways.
It is hard for me to comprehend the psychosis of some people. Why would you do this to someone you don't know who is doing nothing to you?