|Vee Didn't schtaat ze fire!|
Anyway. the other night at the pub, I noticed my friend manny looking over my shoulder and having an expression that might've suggested if she kept her laughter in any longer, her face might explode. I super casually looked over my own shoulder, and foud that the man sitting directly behind me was a pirate. I dont even know if i should describe him, basically if i just wlaked up to you and said, 'Think of a pirate please' then the image you've just conjured up is probably exactly what he looked like. Thing is, now that I had pirates on the brain, if affected me and my friends on odd ways. A few days later I was at the shopping complex with my Friend Hoggot, and we stuck behind this man on the escallator and found our selves in an awquard situation because we just had to stand there and pretend we weren't laughing at his eye patch.
'haha, your lack of depth perception ammuses me ya scurvey sea dog!' not cool.
One thing that i've always like about Australia is that our postmen ride motorbikes, i just like that. and the other day while i was driving home from the shopping complex having just laughing at a man for having one eye, i was driving behind a postal worker on his motorbike. up ahead, andother postal worker was riding his bike the other side of the road coming in our direction. Now, I know theres a brotherhood and comradery in alot of professions, like truckies and cabbies and stuff will often give each other a bit of a solute when they pass, but I've found out that the Posties have taken it to the next level. as they passed each other, they hi-fived.
brooom brrrmm brrrmmmm yo! SLAP! brroooommm brrrm brrrmmmm
that a 120km hi five!
then they did a bit of a fist pump, i dont know if thats part of their ritual, or they were just shaking their hands cos that hi-five would've make their hands tingle like a mother-bitch.
I'm not fixing my spelling mistakes today.