I like this.


For some reason it reminded me of another story. My dad used to tinker with motorbikes. He had a few around, and sometimes used to canibalise one as spares for another.

One day he was having a cleanup, and wanted to take the old frame from one to the dump. So he got a hacksaw, sawed it in half and stuck it in the boot of the car.

When he got home, he found my brother, who was 5 at the time, had thought this a rather jolly wheeze, and had sawed his own perfectly servicaeable bike in half.
(username failed moderation, Thu 17 Nov 2011, 15:23, 1 reply)

Hahaha, this had me spluttering with suppressed mirth in the office :D
Now I've got that thing where every time I remember it I do an involuntary chuckle.

Post it as a story so I can click it!
(Professor Kenny Martin Hmm? What?, Thu 17 Nov 2011, 16:09, closed)