Another beautifully warm winter's day here in the heart of South Africa. All around, people are filled with excitment as we anxiously await the big rugby game versus New Zealand.With all this excitment in the air i decide to stop resisting and finaly get some decent sound into my PUG wich i got for a realy good deal. So after all the wires have been tucked away neatly and my car now sounding like a real babe magnet i make my way (topless ofcourse) to the ususal watering hole where me and the boys always watch rugby. Upon my arival i am met with facinated stares as my music is thumping at tantilizing decibels and ofcourse the amazement is intensified further as i proceed to put my top up. But this has become something i am used to now for a cc is still something quite new to the South African scene. So after feeling quite cool and good about myself i walk over to the pub and watch an absoloute slaugtering of the Boks by the Kiwis. Needless to say after such a dissapointing performance, all spirits where dampend from this moment on and even further dampend by the excess comsumption of pints to ease the pain. After my recomended dose of grandpa's old medicine i decide its time to hit the bricks and head on home. Looking forward to another ride with my new I.C.E., i casually stroll towards my car and lo and behold discover three huge gashes on my front left tyre. .....man what a bummer!!!!
Anyway to cut a long story short i then had to wait for Monday to get a new tyre and do all the neccessary allignment and balancing and stuff.......But the real bummer is that IT WAS MY BIRTHDAY ON MONADY and there i am broken hearted and distraught by the cowardly and ever so jealous PUG BANDIDTS
Anyway......i just needed to let that out...i feel better now
