Post by sammss on Aug 12, 2007 22:18:34 GMT
That is TKC as opposed to KFC 
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Yesterday I met Thekidscar (aka bunny boiler) for the first time when he came pick up my mates SS.
I discovered several things about him. One is that he doesn't understand his sat nav (to the extent that he went the wrong way along the M5 on the way home ;D). The other is that he tried to revive his pet bunny by throwing a bucket of cold water at it when he discovered it had died of heat stoke.
Anyway, thanks to his total inability to read sat nav he was about 6 hours late - cool, more time to sunbathe. Then he spent so long telling me about how he murders all his pets that my mate, who owns the ss, eventually rang to see if we were dead or something.
Even following me to my mate's TKC managed to get lost on a straight road
. In the end I had to turn round & see how he could possibly have gone wrong when following.........only to see he had finally regained his navigation skills, as he flew back past in the correct direction.
Eventually I relocated him & we set off again. Sadly, purely I think because I had been driving backwards & forward searchin the ditches for him, I ran out of petrol on the dual carriageway about a mile from our destination. Fortunately TKC had had the foresight to bring a trailer, so we (well mainly he) hoisted my car onto the trailer & to the nearest petrol station. I said put £10 in cos I know how far I can get on that. For some reason he laughed at me & put £15 in
It all went smoothly from there....except that they needed my helpful directions to get the kitcar on the trailer........well I thought "lift it up a bit" was helpfull. They were clearly struggling. Then I got sent inside to make coffee. Not sure why 
Anyway, you will all be glad to hear that TKC eventually got home at 2.30am (navigation problem again!). I was a bit worried, but he kindly phoned me at 3am to let me know he was safe
.
Also he very kindly paid for my petrol & gave me some lovely wine ;D. Erum, cos he said I had been so entertaining
.Yesterday I met Thekidscar (aka bunny boiler) for the first time when he came pick up my mates SS.
I discovered several things about him. One is that he doesn't understand his sat nav (to the extent that he went the wrong way along the M5 on the way home ;D). The other is that he tried to revive his pet bunny by throwing a bucket of cold water at it when he discovered it had died of heat stoke.
Anyway, thanks to his total inability to read sat nav he was about 6 hours late - cool, more time to sunbathe. Then he spent so long telling me about how he murders all his pets that my mate, who owns the ss, eventually rang to see if we were dead or something.
Even following me to my mate's TKC managed to get lost on a straight road
. In the end I had to turn round & see how he could possibly have gone wrong when following.........only to see he had finally regained his navigation skills, as he flew back past in the correct direction.Eventually I relocated him & we set off again. Sadly, purely I think because I had been driving backwards & forward searchin the ditches for him, I ran out of petrol on the dual carriageway about a mile from our destination. Fortunately TKC had had the foresight to bring a trailer, so we (well mainly he) hoisted my car onto the trailer & to the nearest petrol station. I said put £10 in cos I know how far I can get on that. For some reason he laughed at me & put £15 in
It all went smoothly from there....except that they needed my helpful directions to get the kitcar on the trailer........well I thought "lift it up a bit" was helpfull. They were clearly struggling
. Then I got sent inside to make coffee. Not sure why 
Anyway, you will all be glad to hear that TKC eventually got home at 2.30am (navigation problem again!). I was a bit worried, but he kindly phoned me at 3am to let me know he was safe
.Also he very kindly paid for my petrol & gave me some lovely wine ;D. Erum, cos he said I had been so entertaining
I don't need it errrr well ok I do need it sometimes 
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! I means "softly spoken man" who made a beeline for you as soon as he spotted you.
