Dreadful
Years ago I had a friend with an odd hobby. He collected tractors.

Mind you, we did live out in the sticks, surrounded by farmland, so not a lot else to do, I suppose.

He had big ones and small ones, red ones and green ones, and everything in between.

And of course, all this machinery took a lot of space, so he had quite a few barns where he used to keep them.

(can you see where it's going?)

Over the years, he got bored of his collection, until one day he decided to get rid of the whole lot, and he set fire to them.

A neighbouring farmer visited us, and found him standing at the entrance to one of the barns, sucking the smoke out of the building to keep the fire burning.

"What are you doing?" asked the farmer.
"Well," he said, "You know how I used to love these machines?"
"Yep"
"Well, I've become an ex-tractor fan now."
(dchurch bah, Thu 5 Mar 2009, 14:07, Reply)