In any given situation the level of 'just how fucked' you are.
While cycling home I caught a flat on a dark, deserted country road 6 miles from home, didn't have the means to fix it, didn't have my wallet,and I didn't have a cell phone. Then it started raining. About an 8 on 1-10 scale of relative fuckyouancy.
by flythebike September 10, 2008