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A man , who has never had two halfpenny's to rub together wins a million
quid on the pools so he decides to lash out and buy some decent
transport, and to give up his cherished push bike.
Taking a bus into the local town, he visits the biggest car dealer in
the area. Gazing through the window, he almost drools at the Rollers,
Ferrari's, and Lotus's..... A salesman seeing him asked if he could help
at all.......
"well, I am looking for a nice fast sports car, that is really easy to
drive, I've never driven anything before....."
"Oh dear", said the saleman, "then perhaps sir should start off with
something a little less powerfull than a sports car.Perhaps a mini? "
The man desides to take the advice, and try's out a posh little Mini
City. Before he had even got off the forecourt he had hit three cars and
knocked over the petrol pump attendant.
"May I suggest sir, that we try a different approach, and try a pony and
trap."
"No way!" says the man, " Horses scare the <expletive> out of me ."
The salesman thought for a while and then, turning to the pools winner,
said, "I have a brilliant idea, sir. Out the back of the garage, we have
six foot chicken, we could put a buggy behind that and away you go!"
"Hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhmmmmmmmmm, I must say that I don't mind chickens, but
does it go fast, and is it in good condition ??"
"Why yes sir, its in very good condition indeed, and it will do over 100
miles an hour." replied the salesman.
So the man was kitted out with goggles, leather gloves a full set of
riding tack suitable for a six foot chicken, and a dog cart, and sent on
his way. Our intrepid pools winner desided to take the rig onto the
motorway, for after studying the Highway Code, he could find no mention
of any ban on Chickens.
He started off at a nice steady 40 mph, but soon had gained enough
confidence to whip the chicken into a frenzy of speed.... The little
speedo crept up and up....60, 65, 75,,,, 90........ 100 !!!!!!
With the wind whipping in his face the guy was over the moon...He was
passing everything on the road with no effort whatsoever.....
Then......
.............. disaster !!!!!!
As they overtook an old Ford Granada, it backfired.... The
chicked reared up, kicked out , and the harness broke clean away. With
the chicken galloping off into the sunset, the guy desperately steered
the cart onto the hardshoulder. He sat shaking for some time, but when
his nerves calmed sufficiantly, he used an emergency telephone to get
help. Well after the mandatory 3 hour wait, a man from the RAC turned
up, and was told the story, up to when the Granada had backfired.....
The RAC man thought for a while, looked under the cart, and then walked
round the thing. When he reached the his face lit up..... "I know what
your trouble is mate" says the RAC man , " and I'me afraid its a tow in
job. Nothing we can do on the road."
"So tell me whats wrong then .........."
"It's quite obvious,sir"
"YOUR BIG 'ENS GONE!!!!!!!!!!! "
73 all de John G4VEL @ GB7LVA
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