The Hilux Story

[CasKru]

thinks he is doing

[Family_Dog]

the night shift, with

[Hoppy]

lucky Lucy and nick the

[KOBUSL]

tick, Ouboet, Spanner and the rest crowd burning

[Thabogrobler]

pallets in the UK due to a lack of proper braai

[CasKru]

hout. With all that rain it is

[Mud Dog]

bound to rain some more as it's normal in

[Thabogrobler]

the winter in some parts

[KOBUSL]

making the boertjies longing for home and Old Brown

[Mud Dog]

because beauty is in the eye of the beer holder and

[Thabogrobler]

it is too cold to hold a beer now, therefore

[Mud Dog]

our hero opted for a hot beer and a cold dog as a snack before

[CasKru]

bed time as he was reminiscing about

[Family_Dog]

the time he fell out of the tree

[CasKru]

when spying on the blond girl tanning

[ThysdJ]

in her workboots and overalls on the back of

[CasKru]

her pick-up truck while off loading

[ThysdJ]

12000 packets of Bicycle playing cards of which the Queen of Hearts has

[CasKru]

had a sex change and will from now on be called Jack

[ThysdJ]

-o-line of Armandenia

[CasKru]

Son of Louis the

[ThysdJ]

Wimp of Wimpolia where the sheep are

[CasKru]

afraid and the men are

[KOBUSL]

Downloaders of Anti Virus Software from Sony mp 3 players and

[Mud Dog]

Cut onto LP vinyl to be played back as trail music on the LP front loader. The stylus jumps

[ThysdJ]

like to stuff cottonballs in theur nostrils to ward off

[Mud Dog]

the female cottons that

[ThysdJ]

cottons on to the truth before the

[CasKru]

reconciliation committee that

[KOBUSL]

rules on stuffed cotton balls before

[CasKru]

stuffing some more cotton balls

[ThysdJ]

in the pea soup with croutons

[Mud Dog]

that's oozing past the cotton balls in the nostrils. Our hero decides to

[CasKru]

buy alphabet soup and

[KOBUSL]

pay for the meal with pasta rands and crotoun cents

[CasKru]

he found in his couch at home

[ThysdJ]

All of a sudden our hero is woken up by his alarmclock that sounds like a

[CasKru]

boeing batteling going into reverse and

[ThysdJ]

a fairy sprinkling fairy dust onto a

[CasKru]

toad turning to a prince and singing

[ThysdJ]

kumbaya my lord at the top of his voice.

[CasKru]

Unfortunately for him a snake close by hear this and

[KOBUSL]

start singing soprano with a lisp and

[ThysdJ]

hissed sweet little nothings in his ear, leading him to

[CasKru]

frog off to the next pond and

[ThysdJ]

sit on a waterlily and play with his

[Mud Dog]

wart. No sooner had he started he was interrupted by

[Hoppy]

a warthog farting the bass tunes and a baboon

[Hilux 1]

mimicking a back track singer of the band

[ThysdJ]

and out of the twilight comes the tunes of the laters Steve Hofmeyr

[CasKru]

orgy where he is building

[ThysdJ]

a long drop loo with old kisplankies and rusty nails

[KOBUSL]

and a stinkwood seat

[CasKru]

cracked and ascended upon during

[Thabogrobler]

high pressure times which is created

[KOBUSL]

when poofters see fairies playing

[Gideonvanzyl]

in the latest Tinkerbell movie that was copied from

[Thabogrobler]

an illegal source

[Maniac]

obtained from my V8 engine that Hoppy does not want to deliver

[CasKru]

without a ribbon tied in a bow