The Hilux Story

[Mud Dog]

should have been working on the Hilux

[Blaps]

Then uncle Harry came there with a smile on his

[Mud Dog]

Big red moon shaped face, and under his arm, a braai pack and a bottle of

[Mr_B]

Witblitz

[Hilux 1]

just to get rid of that chill in the

[arnize2]

cold evening air and in his heart because of the

[ThysdJ]

Alcoholics Anonymous meeting he is not attending

[Family_Dog]

while Cassie was still looking for his medication that

[arnize2]

was mislaid the previous evening by his friend F-D

[CasKru]

while playing banjo on a guitar

[Mr_B]

and thinking back to the days when

[CasKru]

you could still buy something

[Mud Dog]

with a skop in a liquor store for less than ten bucks.

[ThysdJ]

like a Slim Whitman long playing record for 50c

[Hoppy]

or a liter of petrol for less than 50c

[Mr_B]

. Just then, with a loud bang

[OOOOMS]

something hit the wooden floor inside the house, where the

[Evert Deyzel]

White flames came out the exaust of the sfa with the V8 because ...

[Blaps]

ouma is back with a bang and a

[Evert Deyzel]

Case of witblitz carried by a big fat naked...

[CasKru]

snail. What next I

[Mud Dog]

found was a hole in the floor with

[Thabogrobler]

a Land Rover piston on top of the mantle piece.

[Evert Deyzel]

And 1000's of snails drunk on witblitz trying to

[Family_Dog]

study Steve Hofmeyer's latest DVD which

[Thabogrobler]

Was full of snotty remarks

[Mud Dog]

and had been turfed into the dustbin along with

[Thabogrobler]

the latest 'Landbouweekblad' which incedently featured oom Kaspaas on the backpage

[Mud Dog]

stuck in a hole that was the size of

[CasKru]

10 orange grape fruits which

[Family_Dog]

were infected with worms the size of

[CasKru]

1/5 of an atom from

[Mud Dog]

a metal called Blommatin found only in Landrovia that

[Hoppy]

ate a hole in the bless bridges tape with

[Family_Dog]

Presidents Obama & Jacob Zuma singing

[Hilux 1]

soos bloed, so is jy vir my

[Mud Dog]

and their all time favourite Sarie Marais. Their voices sounded like

[zepplin]

cries for help on the Titanic but

[CasKru]

the ship was still sailing

[zepplin]

powered by a 4y

[Hilux 1]

towards the home of HILUX

[Hoppy]

somewhere in deep africa where

[ThysdJ]

men are men and sheep are nervous. To

[Blaps]

all the Hilux girls looking for

[CasKru]

sheep loving guys

[Family_Dog]

on a dark and stormy night,

[Hilux 1]

upon that mountain that was a hill before

[andrevt]

called port klapperkop north of slaapstad

[Blaps]

with a gut feeling of

[Hilux 1]

getting to Struisbaai for the "geelstert fees"

[oxydog]

, but this time not forgetting to

[CasKru]

pack my long-johns and

[oxydog]

brylcream, not to mention the

[ThysdJ]

hot-az-hell bushman chilli sauce to have with

[Hilux 1]

the squidheads thrown out by the

[oxydog]

locals. It is sad to see

[Mud Dog]

how everything they eat turns to crap, and

[CasKru]

gets flushed down the drain to

[Black Sam]

Landrovia, for recycling and

[Thabogrobler]

fertilasation. Some lucky oke was chatting to this tall blonde