So I got into this taxi one night and had a peaceful journey the whole way home.
Just when I was getting my wallet out to pay maanie, there came a sudden twist in the tale.
From out of nowhere. A pair of black knickers materialised right next to me. I picked them up and asked my girlfriend if they belonged to her or something and if they had fallen out of her bag.
"Put 'em down!" she shrieked.
"Why? Aren't they yours?" I asked.
"No! They were here all along. Lets go."
Suddenly, I then realised that the knickers were attached to a pair of tights/pantyhose on the back seat. I almost jumped through the roof James Bond ejector seat style.
My girlfriend had been trying to ignore their presence all along.
Then what came next was the best part. The taxi driver started to get really flustered and took it upon him to explain their magical appearance to me.
"Er oo er. The last lady ah. She er. Was errr drunk. Yeah drunk," he said.
"Uh huh."
"Yeah. Wah lau. These lady ah. She say she was hot and took off her panty. Ha ha ha ha! [insert deranged taxi driver evil laugh here] These drunk lady they do anything. Just leave them there. Heh heh heh hooo haa haa haa [cackle]."
I wished him goodnight and left him fumbling over the back seat for his treasure.
Tuesday, June 19, 2007
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