If you must drive a crappy car, always break down on council estates.
Back when I could only afford to drive horrendous death-traps I'd sometimes find myself grinding to an unexpected halt.

Working-class men always stopped to help me. They'd get the banger going again with Radweld, improvised fan belts, bump starts or whatever and laughingly brush aside my tearful thanks.

If I broke down on a council estate I've even been given cups of tea while I waited!

These days, in my reliable Clio, I always stop to ask if I can help other stranded drivers. S'only fair to pay it back.
(Juan Quar is clinging to her front teeth on, Wed 15 Feb 2012, 8:02, 5 replies)

I like the way you have humourously juxtaposed the words "clio" and "reliable".
That's the sort of subtle comedy that's missing from this place.
( Dr. Shambolic je suis charlie, Wed 15 Feb 2012, 8:36, closed)

I conclude
you have nice breasts.
(username failed moderation, Wed 15 Feb 2012, 9:47, closed)

I concur.

( The only Dave is pushing things forward, Wed 15 Feb 2012, 20:52, closed)

What use are tits like concurs?

( Infidel , shit and wrong, Thu 16 Feb 2012, 0:21, closed)

Tits like coconuts
Sparrows prefer breadcrumbs.
(Juan Quar is clinging to her front teeth on, Thu 16 Feb 2012, 16:57, closed)