Twat Gets Rightly Served
Many years ago, the ex-Misses and I were driving on the freeway from Canberra to Sydney. The speed limit here is 110 kmh, and I was probably doing 120, 125, in the right hand lane. Suddenly, up behind me appears Mr. Twat in his Twatmobile, flashing all of his headlights, superbright driving lights, and blasting on his horn. I get around the truck I was overtaking, then pull into the left hand lane. Twatty roars past in his bright red beemer - it was a 7-series wank mobile...

Several miles up the road, I see some flashing blue lights over on the side. What is it - nothing but one of NSW's finest highway patrol cars, with Mr. Twat and his beemer parked on the verge with him. Payback's a bitch....

It put Mrs. Maclir and I in a proper mood - cheered us up no end, and when we arrived at the hotel we were staying in Sydney, we celebrated the overall karma of the universe with some good, old-fashioned rumpy-pumpy.
(Maclir, Thu 12 Apr 2012, 21:28, 3 replies)

So you were breaking the law as well?
Yeah, that karma, eh?
( Ghoti Fingers, Thu 12 Apr 2012, 21:58, closed)

You pumped her rump?

( M3rx likes the Asian ladies, Fri 13 Apr 2012, 10:19, closed)

Among other parts of her....
(Maclir, Fri 13 Apr 2012, 13:21, closed)