Music or cycle, you choose

To the hipster riding the fixed gear red bike who turned onto Bloomfield off Isleville, you're lucky to be alive. You were wearing earphones while riding a bike in the city, are you a fucking moron? I barely missed you as you blew the stop sign, bobbing your head looking behind you. You didn't even hear the screeching of the rubber on the road as I narrowly avoided turning you into road pizza. Then you give me a dirty look because you realized I was so close to you. Yup, there's a reason I'm that close to you, you fuckin idiot. Ride the bike or listen to your hipster tunes. You can only do one at a time. Now don't go all "Ohh, another four-wheeled bitch against the two-wheelers" on me. I'm a cyclist myself, but I follow the rules. —HaliMike