reminds me of a story..
A late reletive of mine once staggered, pissed, out of a pub and into a waiting cab. She barked her address and slumped into the back and was driven off into the night. Despite being wrecked, she did notice that the (asian) was watching her an awful lot in his rear view mirror and seemed to be taking the scenic route home. At one point he actually stopped, pulled over and consulted his A-Z. At this point my reletive was convinced that she had been abducted and was soon to be raped and sold to a white slavery ring. In her typical lairy northern manner, she proceeded to hurl the most offenceive racial abuse at hi, until he eventually stopped the car. Outside her flat.

Surprised that she actually ended up at home rather than dead in a ditch she said: "what the hell are you doing, your not even a taxi driver...."

To which he replied: "No, your right, I'm not. Im actually a doctor. I was scared when you got into my car and thought it was best to just do as you said. Besides, you were way to drunk to have let you find your own way home"...
(specialbrew, Wed 7 Apr 2010, 16:35, 3 replies)

Hahahaha FTW!
A bunch of us were tripping our necks off on magic mushrooms at a club one night, and finally managed to get our shit together and go home. We bundled into a cab, and were absolutely mashed off our tits, giggling and talking and tripping and just in absolute space.

Whoever it was managed to tell the driver where we wanted to go, but it took us about 10 minutes to realise that he looked absolutely terrified and was saying "I'm not a cab! I'm not a cab!"
( Je suis un vagabond is an unfunny, up your own arse middle class knob, Wed 7 Apr 2010, 16:45, closed)

Used to have a largeish Peugeot
and late one night, after dropping someone off at home, I pulled up outside a pub intending to pull a U-turn in the next gap in the traffic.

However, three pissed-up women immediately jumped in and asked me to take them home, thinking they'd hailed a cab.

No point arguing and they were going my way so I dropped them off. I bet they still wonder which of them paid!
(Juan Quar is clinging to her front teeth on, Wed 7 Apr 2010, 17:05, closed)

Reminds
Me of a story my dad told me. He was driving in London and stopped at a pelican crossing to let a pregnant woman cross. Mid way across the road she made a bee line towards the old man's passenger seat and simply got in and demanded he take her 20 mins down the road to a different part of town...no pissed excuses she was a brazen hussy and had probably done it before. I think this works on men right away, simply because what are our options. Wrestling a pregnant woman out of your car isn't a good look :\
(bROKEN aRROW PUA HVI Master, Wed 7 Apr 2010, 17:18, closed)

I would quite happily have told her not to expect me to deal with her life choices and to get out right away.

( Je suis un vagabond is an unfunny, up your own arse middle class knob, Wed 7 Apr 2010, 17:23, closed)

I think
he did ask her to leave but when she said no, it was preganant chav wrestling or just giving her a lift, i tend to agree with you though.
(bROKEN aRROW PUA HVI Master, Wed 7 Apr 2010, 17:52, closed)

hehe
last time i did those bad boys, a neighbour of mine came along and was convinced that there was a dark force enveloping us and he had to find the source of evil before it killed us all....good times :S

We had the good grace to go about 3 miles into the countryside to avoid those weird sane people though.
(bROKEN aRROW PUA HVI Master, Wed 7 Apr 2010, 17:44, closed)

HAHA!
What a gent!
(bROKEN aRROW PUA HVI Master, Wed 7 Apr 2010, 16:49, closed)

Specialbrew
can you post this on the main QOTW page, thought it was hilarious!
(bROKEN aRROW PUA HVI Master, Wed 7 Apr 2010, 17:07, closed)