Tempting fate. Don't do it boys and girls.
She will only stick two fingers up at you and laugh.
We recently had a a decent thunderstorm, and I was was dead chuffed I didn't end up crawling around in a puddle during it towning someone who had drowned their car.
Well, someone was broken down in dysfunction junction today. I said hello. He didn't understand. Is it just an unrealistic expectation of mine to expect someone who lives in england, & drives a car on english plates to be able to speak english?
Well, I do my best to try and get some sense out of him, and manage to get a few one or two word sentences.
Including the fact that he had been there for two hours and I was the first to stop.
He waves an AA card at me, I phone them, then stick the tow rope on him and start to drag him into Sainsbury’s carpark - the redeeming features of which are that there is a cafe nearby, and it doesn't resemble a trunk road.
"Have you been on tow before?"
"Yes. Many times." (I am typing in a thick eastern block accent)
"Are you sure? You have used a towrope before?" (At the time I was pointing at the rope just to make my point.)
Oooh, the little liar. So, we head through the junction with me trying to keep things nice and smooth and predictable, and him trying to break either his tow eye, my tow rope or my face. Half way through my little zook goes flying backwards as he attempts to towstart. Git.
Needless to say, once I got him into the carpark I didn't hang around to see if the AA were able to help him.
