Come out the pub and decieded to get a bite to eat in town from a takeaway...so i was sitting window down (passenger) in my other halfs Pluriel and 2 blokes came up and asked for a lift home..i said do i look like a taxi which wasnt the smartest thing to say to 2 drunks who looked pretty drugged up aswell ..one got shirty...but i stood my ground left window down seat belt on....arse twitching a goodun ...anyway one opens the door in which i promptly shut it..still window down seat belt on...then one says lets kick him in.....(turtle head appeared touching y-fronts)....then God shone down on me cause another bloke shouted to them as my missus was coming back,the two wondered off..i promptly said fucking drive very fast...so a narrow escape i think......If it had been just one i would have got out...but the other looked pretty handy and didnt like my chances as i was also half cut...and lets face it you never know if it was your night to die by a knife...so big up God for getting my out of a situation..although the missus was a tad pissed off at the brown stain in my pants that greated her when putting them into wash

What is the world coming to?