Sorry Tim, you gotta know you can't prank the prankster. Bloody good laugh on both counts tho, got to catch up with ya one day & have a laugh over a beer.
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Sorry Tim, you gotta know you can't prank the prankster. Bloody good laugh on both counts tho, got to catch up with ya one day & have a laugh over a beer.
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All fun and games till someone loses an eye mate .... and from there it's just f'ing hilarious!!!!!!! LOL ...
Might I say, Timbo was an absolute gentlemen and gracious over this one as he thought he may have upset the deal - you're a star mate!
And Kelvin has done me a great deal around the whole package, and is going above and beyond to have the camper 'just right' in his eyes prior to handing it over.
That's what I love about this place!!!
Thanks to both of you lads - good laughs over this one!!!
Just read this whole thing...What a pisser!!!
Scotty was there a time in this where you thought...What the %$^& is going on here...lol
Yep - this thread can be hijacked now .. the deal is done!!! LOL
I lived with a bloke that was a bit, shall we say, "precious" ... he had this 'soap on a rope' thing in the shower and used to bark like mad if anyone used it. I came home one night full as a bull and for some reason thought it would be a good time to clean the toilet floor (4 blokes lived there) which resembled shag pile carpet from all the "man hair" !!! .. Long story short, I grabbed the soap on a rope, used it to mop up the floor until it looked like a brillo pad, and then hung it back in the shower ... for some reason, he wasn't impressed !!!! ROFLMFAO!!!! I tormented the sh!t out of that bloke ... christ, I'm giggling while I'm typing this ..
One more - same bloke ... was a fitness fanatic and he used to ride to and from work (he was dumb as a box of hammers by the way). Every afternoon he used to ride down the long S bend shaped driveway of the townhouse complex we lived in, and at about the front gate, he's hit the remote for the garage roller door, and by the time he got down the driveway (the door was concealed on the right of the latter part of the S bend) the door would be 1/2 open and he'd do the old Indiana Jones and hang off the side of the bike and lean it out to the side to get under the door - well ... I came home one day early from work and one of the other boys was home and we got talking that we'd like to get rid of this bloke ... so I said "I'm gunna start the ball rolling now" and proceeded into the garage and pulled the safety cord that released the door from the electric motor ... me and my mate start watching TV and dead set about 3 or 4 minutes later BANG!!!!!!!! followed by a bunch of screams ... giggling again!!! ... suffice to say, he decided that he didn't quite "fit in" and moved on a short time later ... *LMFAO*
Ahhhhh ... those were the days ....