HAPPY AS A PIG IN SHIT
 
 
 
Ok I’m now happy as a pig in shit! nearly as happy as this bloke driving this van, i’ve loaded a few trucks in my day BUT THIS! i still can’t get my head around how the bloody hell did he do this? i met a bloke called london on my way through Onitsha looking for the remainder of my parts, as i didn’t manage to find them in Enugu, London! your a bloody champion, he not only helped find all the parts i needed in the market but also let me give Sall a good rogering at his workshop, brakes, callipers service and all the other greasy maintenance i had to do. really nice bloke and his family. i went down the worst street i have ever gone down my entire life also. holy crap i can still see that street now, it was so jam packed, i cant even explain it you, i accidently bumped into a volvo, JUST nudged it and i thought here we go! it’s on now! but he just popped his head out the window had a look and drove off, then about 5 minutes later found my front tyre resting on the front wheel of a motor bike, well i should say under, i was in low range 1st gear because you couldn’t even crawl and he went under it trying to get through, the same thing i reversed of him, he had a look at his front wheel we said a few nasty choice words to each other and he rode off. That street NEVER EVER ENDED!
 
HAPPY AS A PIG IN SHIT
Monday, 19 January 2009