Don't mess with me matey boy!
Some w
ker of a taxi driver cut me up the other day, but as luck would have it, I happened to see him a few days later, in his cab, at the front of the taxi queue.
I went to the farthest taxi away from him and said 'How much to town mate?', '£10', he said. 'Perfect', I replied, 'and how much for a blowjob?'. 'Get the f
k out of my taxi you dirty f
ker' was the, somewhat irrational, response I got.
So I went to the next taxi in the queue. 'How much to town mate?', '£10', he said. 'Perfect', I replied, 'and how much for a blowjob?'. 'You dirty scum, get the f
k out' was the response, once again.
I continued down the queue, asking the same questions and getting the same kind of responses from each and every taxi, until I reached the f
ker that cut me up a few days earlier. I got into his taxi and simply asked 'how much to town mate?'. 'That'll be £10 fella', he replied, to which I dutifully nodded, said thanks, and he drove off whilst I leaned out of the window and gave a huge thumbs up and a smile to the other drivers in the queue...