Mini Cabs From HellWe've all taken a dodgy cab in our time. One guy asked me to give him a back-rub in exchange for letting me off the fare. I was like, "here's the cash mate." Another chappy claimed to be Paddy Patel - a child actor from UK TV series Tuckers Luck - he drove like a speed freak and regaled me with stories that "playing a black Irish boy. England wasn't ready for it." So go on - tell us your worst and we'll tell the world.
[edit: for those confused by the term mini-cab, London has two sorts of taxis: highly regulated, licensed and salt-of-the-earth black cabs that you see in films and a whole bunch of unlicensed, uninsured, random cars driven by nutters who aren't supposed to pick up from the street (you have to phone for them). They are universally rubbish]
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rob, Wed 26 May 2004, 21:44)
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not me (2)A friend of mine recently recounted a tale of how a shady cab driver had whisperingly enquired if he 'still watched...er... videos?'. Asking why, the cabbie replied "I..er.. have some 'videos' for sale... if you're interested?". Not one to miss up the chance for some hot porn he agreed to take a look and the cabbie drove to a near by carp park. Popped open the boot and there, spread out were second hand copies of Splash, Inner Space and Only Fools & Horses...
My favourite part is that he still bought the copy of Splash.
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moonjam, Wed 26 May 2004, 22:34,
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