Tuesday, July 8, 2008


Crystal clear

It's a beautiful night out there - calm, cold, clear and every sound seems magnified. Just the right acoustics to really hear the fucking boy racers doing donuts and burnouts on the hill. About every 20 minutes or so and then they run away in case someone's called the Police. Then they come back...

At $2.18/litre, how the hell do they afford the petrol?

2 comments:

Flattie said...

Is easy. They just go & mug someone in that 20 minutes & steal their handbag for the cash... Who is old & cynical ? Not me mate, I'm still young & optimistic......

I has a bucket! said...

Ooh yeah and don't forget the drive-offs.


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