Yeah. They do have really hard drugs in Asia don't they and you never quite know what you are smoking.A two headed dog in Laos.
A two headed dog in Laos.
I think I know that shop. Its called Lockit & Son & Son.I recall many years ago, I was at work and my boss sent me out to pick up a load of keys that had been cut by a little hardware store just down the road.
So, went in and this bloke was at the counter. He must have been in his 50's at least and I said I had come to pick up a load of keys.
He looked at me slightly puzzled for a second or two and then replied 'Ah, it must have been my dad.' I wondered to myself just how old must his dad be and how he would still be working at his age.
The bloke goes off and lo and behold a few seconds later this much older bloke appears. My guess would be he was 70 -75.
I said the same thing to him, that I had come to pick up a bunch of keys, to which he replied to my astonishment 'Oh, that must have been my dad!'
A few seconds later out comes this guy who was clearly in his 90's.
Surreal.
That was a different shop where Bob Lockit had three sons. The one Otis described was S.E.Curit and son, and grandson and great grandsonI think I know that shop. Its called Lockit & Son & Son.
& Son
Pretty sure it wasn't operation yewtree.yew might be mistaken
I also recall going to a house party a few years back.
It was quite a small affair and quite a laid-back one too.
All was going quite serenely when suddenly we heard a commotion outside. Someone was shouting and seemingly having a row with someone in the garden.
I said I would check it out went out to the garden and there was my mate Big Mick really shouting at someone aggressively, with first clenched. He had a renowned quick temper and was a very big bloke, so I was a little concerned.
It was too dark to see who he was rowing with, so I moved a little closer.
He was really threatening. 'You what!! What did you just say to me? 'I'll knock you stone dead!'
'You what? Come on then! Come on then! 'No-one talks to me like that, you twat.'
He was saying a name but I couldn't quite catch it, so moved even closer to see who else was there. Got right up to him and there was no-one else there at all, not a soul.
He was actually having a row with a gaden hedge.
The name he was saying was 'Hedge.' He was talking to the hedge as if it was a person.
'You what! What did you just say, Hedge?' 'Come on then! Come on, Hedge! Come on, Hedge, you bastard! No-one talks to me like that. You bastard! Go on, say that again Hedge and I will smash your lights out.'
He then proceeded to beat the shit out of this hedge and I had to drag him away.
Cut to ribbons he was.
Was his name Big Mick by any chance?I had a similar experience at a house party. When everyone had fallen asleep a friend of mine could be heard downstairs having a conversation with himself which escalated to a row and then eventually a proper fight. Had some kind of split personality, Norman Bates thing going on.
Should really have had the lad sectioned in hindsight.
which one?Was his name Big Mick by any chance?
Michael?which one?
I misread that and thought it was a HORSE doing 80Travelling from Cov -Rugby on the A45 about an hour ago and a hearse shot past me, doing at least 80. Never seen one go faster than 20 before !
It wasn't Geoff Hearse was it?Travelling from Cov -Rugby on the A45 about an hour ago and a hearse shot past me, doing at least 80. Never seen one go faster than 20 before !
Wish it was, it would of been less embarrassing ! Must of been a young employee taking the works motor home and was running late to pick his new girlfriend up.I misread that and thought it was a HORSE doing 80
CoreSaw a car driving in Russia laden exactly the same as this.
I took a picture, but unfortunately cannot find it, but it was exactly the same. Only space free of apples was the drivers seat.
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