
Originally Posted by
Mick_Marsh
Here I was, happily strolling along the street, just picked up my new unis from Graeme at British Car Components and thinking of hoeing into my baguettes I bought from the French bakery around the corner, when I saw it. A beautiful trailer. "That's a nice trailer" I thought. It was attached to a nice looking truck too.
Then I heard it. "Mick!" No one was around me.
Oh no. The voices in my head are coming back again. The ones that say "Mick, you know you want it." The ones that say "Mick, you must have it." The ones that say "Mick, buy it."
"Mick!" I heard again. Then I noticed, much to the bank managers (and neighbours) delight, it was rangieman. Out on a job.
Nice trailer.
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