Big/small pearoast
My brother was delivering some metal gates, miles away up the M6 somewhere. He chucked them in the back of his van and set off north.

After a while he noticed that the motorway was now 100 lanes wide, and interestingly, the vehicles travelling on it were the size of Dinky cars.

He thought 'Eh up, summat rum's goin' on!' and pulled over onto the hard shoulder. He suddenly felt violently ill, with a fierce headache, so he wound down the window just in time to chuck up out of it.

After that he got out and sat on the hard shoulder for a bit in the fresh air and soon felt better.
Going back to the van, he smelled something weird so he opened the back doors to investigate. The gates had landed on an aerosol can, piercing it, and the propellant must have leaked out and poisoned him.
Lucky to be alive.
(Juan Quar is clinging to her front teeth on, Fri 15 Jul 2011, 23:08, 2 replies)

In less dangerous circumstances
some folk would pay good money to experience that
(insomniac-surfer oh go on then, just this once, Sat 16 Jul 2011, 2:40, closed)

non smoker aswell ?
or could have been a van shaped fireball driving down the motorway with the flaming gates of hell on the back
( fluffybunnykiller Is feasting on the clitoris of life, Sat 16 Jul 2011, 12:09, closed)