Men are mean. Fact.
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I was driving along yesterday when my car started making horrible clanky noises. I didn't want to drive it any further, so I dumped it in a layby and walked back to a garage (only about 100 yards). I was a bit worried that it was the gearbox (it's an old automatic). I spent half an hour waiting, then the mechanic who'd picked up my car came in to give me the news.
Him: Hi.
Me: Hi?
Him: Sorry, but the car's scrap.
Me: Guh.
Him: The gearbox has fallen through the floor and it's completely buggered.
Me: Oh my GOD!!!!! Oh, er, er - shit!
Him: Nah. Just kidding. A fiver for a new exhaust rubber, that's all.
Me: Oh thank GOD!! Oh, and that was evil and mean, and I curse you. CURSE you!
Receptionist: [laughing her arse off] Will you want a receipt?
Humph.
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I was driving along yesterday when my car started making horrible clanky noises. I didn't want to drive it any further, so I dumped it in a layby and walked back to a garage (only about 100 yards). I was a bit worried that it was the gearbox (it's an old automatic). I spent half an hour waiting, then the mechanic who'd picked up my car came in to give me the news.
Him: Hi.
Me: Hi?
Him: Sorry, but the car's scrap.
Me: Guh.
Him: The gearbox has fallen through the floor and it's completely buggered.
Me: Oh my GOD!!!!! Oh, er, er - shit!
Him: Nah. Just kidding. A fiver for a new exhaust rubber, that's all.
Me: Oh thank GOD!! Oh, and that was evil and mean, and I curse you. CURSE you!
Receptionist: [laughing her arse off] Will you want a receipt?
Humph.
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