iiiiDougiiii wrote:
[U-lock-o-thing]
I have been tempted, more than once, after being rammed, sideswiped, forced
into the kerb or otherwise obliged to take evasive action by some clueless
twunt in charge of a tin box, to do this:
o remove U-lock from bracket
o tap on clue less twunt's window
o in cod-Mafioso, accent, say "Ees your car? Preetty car!" while tapping
lock ominously against palm of hand
This is mostly because I rarely find myself in possession of a bulldozer and
a team of heavily-armed henchmen...
NB: We do not advocate criminal damage against anyone's stuff unless you are
certain you are bigger and/or can run faster than the owner. Signed: The
Mgt.
--
Dave Larrington - <http://www.legslarry.beerdrinkers.co.uk/>
I thought I saw his name on a jar of marmalade the other day, but when
I looked more closely, I saw it read 'thick cut'.