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Much as I enjoy driving around the streets of Bristol (or to put it more accurately, sitting in my Van, waiting for several thousand sets of traffic lights to turn from red to green), it can be a little wearying.
Unfortunately I still don't have a 40 tonne tank, which is a shame. Sometimes we all need to vent a little steam when trying to negotiate our way through gridlocked streets, and surely something with caterpillar tracks, an engine the size of a family saloon, and a fucking big gun on top, would be a little more effective than a squidgy stress ball?
No, we don't have that luxury. Luckily I've found something almost as effective. Blast Billy. There... I feel much more relaxed now. |
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Date posted: 27 Jan, 2006 18:21 by krissa
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I gotta tell you, I'm not sure if I was supposed to slam that guy as hard as I did around those caves (the points kept decreasing every time) but DAMN it was satisfying.
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Date posted: 30 Jan, 2006 14:20 by Taz
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Good to hear from you Krissa. How's your hubby coping with life in a strange foreign country?
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