‘You know, those birds aren’t sitting on the wire and crapping on the car,’ the other half said.
‘No?’ I asked, a little sceptical.
‘No,’ he said. ‘They’re flying about three feet over the car, slowing right down to just above stalling speed, taking careful aim…
‘And then they’re crapping on the car.’
July 13, 2009 at 3:13 pm |
…particularly if you’ve just washed and waxed said car.
July 13, 2009 at 5:29 pm |
That may be the reason why we don’t wash it all that often…
July 13, 2009 at 6:46 pm |
I was like that when I drove new(ish)cars but now it’s an old banger I really don’t care! xx
July 13, 2009 at 8:55 pm |
Not that great for the paintwork, unfortunately
July 13, 2009 at 9:44 pm |
it looks like some strange object flying through the sky.
July 14, 2009 at 1:51 am |
I have an image in my head -
July 14, 2009 at 1:54 am |
putain de merde I pressed a wrong key – I have an image in my head of the Dambusters crossed with The Chicken Run – hoping not to have nightmares!
July 14, 2009 at 8:54 am |
Time for OH to get pictures of the deed in progress – perhaps a slideshow set to the music from 633 Squadron
July 14, 2009 at 9:05 pm |
John – except our sky’s never that blue…
J – hope your dreams weren’t too badly disturbed
Paperboy – I’ll get him on to it.