Thread: Last Nights Entertainment.

Last night, I relaxed at home and posted here and there, had a few too many Changs, but had my feet up and was settling down to watch a movie.

10'o'clock and the boy comes in worrying that the wife isn't back.

So, we telephone her mother to see if she is still there, the mother tells us she has been with a couple of friends and they are pissed! But, they left half hour ago.

Well it is only 5 minutes from their place to ours, so we were getting a bit worried that either she had had an accident or stopped somewhere to drink a bit more.

Pissed as I was I got in the truck and we went a hunting.

I didn't get out of the drive when in comes a drunken twat on her Honda.

The drive is only 1 car wide and she is drunk in the middle of the road, so I stop, she stops, then I nudge forwar, so she nudges forward, till she eventually prangs the front of the truck.

At this point she decides to get off the bike and stumble the 100 yards or so back home, at which point I decide reverse in my condition is not really an option.

Despite the protestations of my son (who later found it hilarious) I engaged 4 wheel drive Low and drove the car over her motorbike, fuck it took some getting over!

I turned the car round on the road outside and drove back down the drive, and, yes, over her motorbike again.

Got up this morning and the wife asks "Who parked the bike over there?"..........you know those Hondas are indestructable - the only damage was the sidestand was broken and jammed against the rear wheel! Not one piece of plastic cracked not even a bulb gone out - twice rolled over with a 1.5 ton truck!

The missus must have been so pissed, she still cannot understand why the bike was 100 yards from home!

And frankly - I am saying NOTHING! (Apparently the village Kamnan came past early in the morning and helped my son pick the bike up, his first words were..."Were they drunk?"

Why don't you sort out some video links and sell subscriptions?

At Home with the Sixpences

Sounds like she's unhappy with homelife.

Originally Posted by Bettyboo

Why don't you sort out some video links and sell subscriptions?

At Home with the Sixpences

I'd pay to watch that. Well actually I'd torrent it, does that still count?

Originally Posted by English Noodles

Sounds like she's unhappy with homelife.

Yes there is a bit of shit going on between her and her useless sister. The MIL is a total jowtie freak and spends more time at temples than at home, they have had a couple of land deals go wrong and sometimes the wife takes the shit! I being next in line take my shit out on inanamate objects rather than killing the mother in law or the wife.

You can vent frustration on a motorbike, later it can be repaired, however, venting it out on a Thai will only get me sent to jail and they are not really worth that.

Originally Posted by arfursixpence

killing the mother

sounds like an exellent idea!

accidents happen....

quality, sounds great, hada few experiences similar to thsi meself up in the land that time forgot

You would not believe the satisfaction you get from just running over one of their motorbikes! The ammount of times I have had to resist the urge to just squash one of these idiots on the roads when they pull out on you, you want to but something makes you hold back!

Last night you could feel the car just climbing on top of it, I really thought the bike would have been a complete wreck in the morning, but not one piece of plastic was broken! amazing! and this is a 4 wd Tiger, (The boy was shouting at first "Stop don't run over mammy's bike" later it was "Do it again, do it again!"

I did a lot more damage one day with a claw hammer, it cost me about 5000 baht to repair - The Thais were too shy to take it to a local repair shop! - One of those days when you flip your lid!

^ I don't have many of those - they do sound like fun though. Costly fun, mind...

Originally Posted by English Noodles

Sounds like she's unhappy with homelife.

Can't imagine how that might have developed....

It is nearly 8pm, it isn't drinking and it seems to be wearing a cap of shame, after the Kamnan helped the kid with the motorbike, it seems to have realized it has shamed the family.

I have dug a large pit downstairs where it will be placed, until I am ready to remove it's skin for my "Woman Jacket"

It will rub in the cream, it will do as it is told, I only hope it doesn't get my pet Fi Fi!

Originally Posted by Rural Surin

Originally Posted by English Noodles

Sounds like she's unhappy with homelife.

Can't imagine how that might have developed....

She likes to follow the Thai government policy, however Pop in, meet the fucking family, then you might have a bit of an idea! You ever watch the Adams Family?

It is a bit like the Ozzbournes and the Yinglucks only we don't do drugs! Say No to everything!

^^ LOL Did it put the lotion in the basket?

Originally Posted by arfursixpence

It is nearly 8pm, it isn't drinking and it seems to be wearing a cap of shame, after the Kamnan helped the kid with the motorbike, it seems to have realized it has shamed the family.

I have dug a large pit downstairs where it will be placed, until I am ready to remove it's skin for my "Woman Jacket"

It will rub in the cream, it will do as it is told, I only hope it doesn't get my pet Fi Fi!

it sounds like she has gone loop the loop MM.
A big lesson here fur the poor women, stay away from Geordies, they will do your head in.

Originally Posted by harrybarracuda

^^ LOL Did it put the lotion in the basket?

No, and it wouldn't let go of the poodle!

Originally Posted by arfursixpence

And frankly - I am saying NOTHING! (Apparently the village Kamnan came past early in the morning and helped my son pick the bike up, his first words were..."Were they drunk?"

Your son must be so proud.

Originally Posted by Sir Wilson

Originally Posted by arfursixpence

And frankly - I am saying NOTHING! (Apparently the village Kamnan came past early in the morning and helped my son pick the bike up, his first words were..."Were they drunk?"

Your son must be so proud.

Astonishing as it might be, the lad might be. [in Miggins visions, anyway]