Personally, I have no problem with people showing their excitement for the World Cup and publicly demonstrating their support of our albeit depleted team. OK, it's a bit silly, but then this silly competition does make even the most sober of us a little wobbly. It'll all be over in a few weeks and all will return to normal.
It's their look out if they want waste their burger money by needlessly guzzling petrol (the flags cause drag and therefore drink more petrol, sort-of like driving along the motorway with the windows open).
What gets me is the idiots that clog the roads day-in and day-out, football or no. Who are these menaces to society?
It's the: I'm So Proud Of The Fact That I'm A Parent And Aren't I Clever To Have Managed To Have Procreated? Don't You Just Envy Me For My Bundle Of Joy? I'm So Smug In My 4x4 With Sorted Professional Hubby And Happy Suburban Nuclear Family. Oh, Please Drive Carefully As Babba Is Soooo Precious To Us, And Forgive Me For Not Paying Attention To The Road, Traffic Signals, Other Road Users Or Pedestrians Because I'm Yabbering Baby Boo-Boo-Talk To Babba In The Car Seat On The Backseat...'
Let the bloody kid drive the damn car. It'll probably do a better job than you, you prat!
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