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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Sunday league football.About 9 years ago a mate and myself were heading to the meeting point for our sunday league team in a cab. We're still pissed from the night before and pretty knackered when the cabbie starts having difficulty driving up a main road in a straight line. Eventually he pulls over puts his head on the stearing wheel and says "Sorry lads I think I'm still too pissed from last night". We got out, quickly.
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Evil Bastardo, Thu 27 May 2004, 11:59,
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