I have to vent my anger!
I've just had a walk to the shop (better than getting the car off the drive in this weather) picked up a few beers for tonight and a milky bar for the little one.
On my way back theres a car driven by some daft tart whos just putting her foot to the floor in order to get up a snow covered incline and wondering why shes sliding all over.
Anyway I offer to give her a push and explain she's gonna go all over the show if she keeps flooring it, anyway I get her up the slight incline which is only around 20 meters but its round a bend, so i've got a lung full of exhaust fumes but i've done my good deed for the day, imagine my anger when I turn round to see some little ******* **** running off with my bag which I put at the side of the path.
I'm so angy I'm contemplating following the steps in the snow and beat the **** out of this little ****!