scootay wroteI was driving past a mates garage today and spotted that he had his head under a bonnet near the road. As I drove past I shouted PERVERT!! At the top of my voice at him. He jumped comedy style and banged his head on the bonnet. Then I noticed an old lady who was obviously a customer stood at the other side of the car. It was funny as fuck
I was walking down a street near me the other day, a street where my mate lives. He lives at number 89. As I neared his house, I saw him stooped over, his bald head and the side profile of his glasses, peering at the back end of his car.
"GET AWAY FROM THAT VEHICLE YOU FUCKING HORRIBLE THIEVING TWAT!!" I roared.
He jumped up and spun round, his face twisted in a grimace of confrontation.
It wasn't my mate. It wasn't his car. The bloke had his family in the car, wife in the front seat, two terrified looking kids in the back.
I just strode on, grinning inanely like it was all some big laugh.
