Winding up drongos, foil hat wearers and over sensitive KBers for over 14,000 posts...........![]()
" Life is not a rehearsal, it's as happy or miserable as you want to make it"
.......or the Guy I met moons ago in Wellywood, who cleaned up in the drinking races by sculling 6 jugs then a jug of chunder, - SHIT he impressed me
.............or if your story involves someone you know having 2 legs amputated, - his mate had 3!
i worked with a guy in the 70s who had done everything and been everywhere but he used to start all his stories with "no word of a lie but" and then after that you tuned out cos it was total bullshit. he had been in the army etc for years and done this and done that, a bit tragic really considering when i was 17 he would have been 35 and was a plasterers labourer. he smashed his humber 80 one night drunk and by the end of the week he had written off 6 cars in the smash and the humber was still going hardly a scratch, i used to feel sorry for his kids because as they got olde they would see what a tool their dad was
Hey Jimmy,dont forget he was "a qualified Ferrari mechanic" as well
Had a guy down here we called Sid Snot, he rebuilt an early Ferrari complete with Borani wire wheels (he knew all the right jargon) and painted vivid metallic blue, said it was his dads "but seeing as I had spent so much time rebuilding it dad said I might as well regard it as my Ferarri". Despite a lot of requests we never got to see it let alone go for a ride in it.
Also arrived at my place one day walking with a bad limp, I commented "Had a bit of bad luck Sid?
He said "Well, you might think it's bad luck but actually to me it's good luck"
Dumb arse me says "Oh, how come?"
And off he goes "Well, actually about three weeks ago was involved in a six car pile-up on the one-way heading north".
"Got away without too much injury except for length of steel through my body, just missed my spine by an inch, I was in a coma for two weeks and I'm just out of hospital, I'm lucky to be alive"
"But now I have a $30,000 pay-out from ACC and I'm trying to figure out which car to buy, I saw a nice Mustang in Dunedin, a GT350 but also xxxx has his radical hot-rod for sale so might go that way"
Left my place limping on the other leg.
Ferk - from nearly being killed and/or paralized to ACC payout recipient in just three weeks!! - no wonder he thought it was 'good luck'![]()
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Winding up drongos, foil hat wearers and over sensitive KBers for over 14,000 posts...........![]()
" Life is not a rehearsal, it's as happy or miserable as you want to make it"
I met a guy through some mates down in the South Island he was in the local pub. My mates had warned me not to take him too seriously!
Anyway we get talking about hunting as the boy's and I had got back from a pig hunt earlier that day, and this guy's telling me about the 300 yes that's right 300 pound boar he shot up the back of his dads farm! He took the dogs for a walk and saw some pig rooting in the field so went back and got the pig gun and took his two yes two pig dogs with him they finally found this mammoth boar in a grassy flat up the back of the property and the dogs close in for the hold while he manouvers around to take the shot after what seems like a half hour battle the pig is finally shot and it's sooo big he has to cut it in half to get the meat back to the farm house! So off he goes back down the hill with the back end half of the super pig and drops it at the house.
As he's walking back up to the spot where he left the other half of the pig (with the two dogs on sentry duty) He hears another huge pig squealing and fighting but on making it to the clearing he discovers HULLO theres the other half of the pig which apparently has come back to life and fighting the two dogs??????
His nickname is Bull I thought it was something to do with his size cos he was big but it was just short for BULLSHIT!!!!
NEVER LET THE TRUTH GET IN THE WAY OF A GOOD STORY!
I think you're right there crasher, likes impressing boys, definately didn't impress me or the chick that was with him in the shop that afternoon... something about "if I wanted to hear what shit sounded like I'd fart"... words to that effect anyway.
We also can't forget that he designs and builds electronic ignition units cos the factory ones are shit.....
Sounds like Chuck Norris to me.
Nail your colours to the mast that all may look upon them and know who you are.
It takes a big man to cry...and an even bigger man to laugh at that man.
lol this guy is funny as.
And i googled "Kerry Dukey" but nothing came up?
Then I could get a Kb Tshirt, move to Timaru and become a full time crossdressing faggot
OK I admit it... it's me!
I'm working undercover as a concrete pourer in Whangarei to distract people from the fact that I'm an SAS operative in afghanistan looking for Osama. They fly me out every night after work in a silent helicopter to go do my thing, then bring me back every morning.
Oh and if you wonder why I never take off my gumboots it's because I had my left foot bitten off by a shark after I was thrown overboard in the Straits of Malacca by a bunch of pirates. But don't worry, I swam after the ship, overpowered the pirates and sailed it home single-handed through a storm with the stump of my foot tied up with a tourniquet.
Sorry you had to find out this way, I was meaning to tell you eventually.
There is no such thing as bad weather; only inappropriate clothing!
And your beard growth is beyond reproach!![]()
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