Bucko's World

.....We reach Friday (17/8) and find we need a rest day so that can only mean shopping until we drop. A visit to Mall of at Millenia is in order. well, there is a Tiffinay's there... And they saw Lisa coming. After swearing she was only buying some earrings, the rather clever salesman clocked the bangle she was wearing and just happened to mention the matching necklace he had....$500 later....



Americans drive like dicks at the best of times so when you get stuck in a traffic jam with them all hell breaks loose. We're minding or own business following the car in front, a few feet behind like you do, when from nowhere a Honda SUV driven by some daft bint decides it's going to simply pull into our lane without looking, promting anchors on and an "Oi you fuck wanker dick!" from our driver. The minimum she deserved if you ask me...



As some of our party were suffering from Pasta Withdrawal Symptoms, naturally no names can be mentioned to protect the guilty, we decided to visit a little Italian place called Carrabas to carbo load up. The place didn't disappoint with their special dishes especially designed for fat bastards such as meatballs and spaghetti, with Lasagne with and penne alla amatriciana on the side....guess what we had?

As always, we asked the restaurant to get us a cab home, and Big Jim (or Jimbo to his friends) turns up. A lovely bald headed, tattooed kind of guy. He has a strange tale to tell about his friend Frank, who despite not drinking or smoking or fornicating or bestiality of any sort no siree, has somehow woken up in a screaming fit at four in the morning, wondering, to put it mildy, what the fuck had happened. Well, Jimbo knew, as the young lady Frank had pulled had call Jim at 3.00AM saying Frank had gone beserk and could he come and collect her. Poor old Frank.....we awaited updates.. Jimbo was also good enough to regale us with proper protocol for behaviour on Daytona Beach - "Watch your stuff. I was there with an Irish girl, and some loser grabbed her bag and made a run for it, so I tasered him, then kicked his ass. He's lucky I didn't have my pistol." A large tip was guaranteed.