Reference :- After watching people engaged in mortal combat over a few toilet rolls we decided it might be wise to go shopping ourselves .
The toilet paper fiasco got me thinking , so I told Ken junior to take the ute into Kooralya and pick up some essential supplies in case there was a lockdown . Dog ( that's what we call the dog , it has a respectful ring to it ) jumped on to the bench seat , keen for a ride . Ken junior crunched the column shift into first gear and they roared off in a cloud of dust . Dog stuck his head out of the passenger window and panted happily . " You are stuffing my gearbox ! " I shouted as they lurched across the cattle grid .
Well it didn't go entirely to plan . A new cop was in town , and he pulled Ken junior and Dog over as they entered the 60klms zone . First he told Ken junior that Dog had to be restrained . Ken junior pointed out that the old Holden ute hadn't even been manufactured with seatbelts , so it seemed ridiculous for Dog to be restrained when the driver was not . The cop then told Ken junior it was an offence for him to have his arm out the window . Ken junior said the ute had no air conditioning . The cop said that was no excuse for Ken junior's arm to be out the window . Ken junior said he had to hold the door shut or it would fly open when he hit bumps , so it was a safety issue . Then things got worse .
The cop asked to see Ken junior's license . Ken junior said he was too young to get one . The cop started to chastise Ken junior for driving without a license . Ken junior interrupted , stating loudly " Since when does a bloke need a bloody drivers license just to drive into Kooralya for supplies ? What is this , some kind of fascist police state ? " Dog growled a lot . The cop let him off with a warning . " Just do your shopping and get home . " the cop said .
Later , Ken junior returned with the essential supplies .
" I got 6 lots of two dozen. That's 144 , a full gross . That should see us through . "
Young Monte looked up from the table where he was fixing a carburettor for his motorbike .
" That's a lot of toilet paper ! " he said .
" What ? " said Ken junior " who cares about toilet paper ? I got us six cartons of beer . "
" Thank Christ for that " , I thought , " The lad is no fool. "
Your comrade , Ken
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