Sunday, June 04, 2006

Feckin' Campervans!

I want one of these on the back of my ute!

That 25mm cannon looks like just the can opener I need.

Campervans- two fossils having a great old time, while 30 drivers behind them are trying to get on with work, get places on time or travel at something close to the speed limit!

Pull off the road and let them past you worthless arseholes!

Before I find a Bushmaster on TradeMe!


Jude the Obscure said...

Started laughing. You reminded me of a painting.
July 1943 - the Allies Invade Sicily. George S Patton is the commander of the US Seventh Army. While under enemy fire one of his armoured columns has been halted by a stubborn mule (the mule was pulling a cart loaded with the owners' household possessions). Its owner and several soldiers were trying to pull the mule off the road. Lives are being unnecessarily endangered. The discussion is nearly over. (Painting shows Patton with one of his pearl handled Colts half out of its holster...)

Murray said...

You haven't lived till you've driven a 113 300 miles up SH1.

People really just get the hell out of the way and they ALWAYS give way at intersections.

We were probably suposed to dissmount the guns in retrospect.

Oswald Bastable said...

The Colts were never pearl handled!

They were Ivory- when asked about this Patton said that pearl handles were for New Orleans pimps!

Oswald Bastable said...

Everyone gets out of the way of 113's (except for Aussie photographers)

Would that be the trip where a .50 barrel got sort of accidentaly pointed at a car full of mongrel mob?

Murray said...

I have no direct knowledge of any such incident and cannot possibly comment on it.

But they did back off in a hurry... so I've heard.

Anonymous said...

yous got to pull yourselves together, those rabbits on the farm are quite small, you only need a 202, and out on the road
you best with pepper spray if they approach,

Anonymous said...

Sorry Os.
I'll keep a closer eye on the rear view mirror in future!

Murray said...

The OC used to pop rabbits with his browning 9mm. Scared the crap out of me the first time I heard the poping sound and turned around to see him hanging out of the tuttet lining one up like Audy Bloody Murphy.

Man was mad as a bycicle.

Oswald Bastable said...

The limp dick of an OC we had called a recovery team when his landrover 'broke down'.

Recovery team Corporal got a bollocking for useless bloody vehicles that haven't been serviced properly for the biggest exercise of the year.

Corporal flicks the fuel tank switch over and landrover miracurously starts.

And the major 'commands' a field workshop...