We already have a blokey 4WD, but after reading this advert, written by a South Australian girl called Emily trying to sell her Feroza on Gumtree Classifieds, I want a new one. Either that or it makes me want to drive mine all the way to South Australia just to park it in the driveway next to such a beast, in the hopes such awesomeness will rub off.
Check out this baby. With only 240,000km on the clock it's a steal. Picture: Gumtree classifieds
Who wouldn’t want this car? After all, it sounds like it should have its own blockbuster movie with Bruce Willis as a side-kick. Among other things, she says The Feroza also has a removable roof so if you’re being chased by Libyan terrorists, you’ll still be able to shoot your machine gun out the back and drive with ease. It’s saved my bacon more than once.
If you want to read more of the news report click on this link Someone please give this girl a job in advertising | News.com.au or get on Gumtree classifieds if you want to invest $2800 in something that ‘was engineered by 3rd degree ninja super-warriors in the highest mountains of Japan to serve the needs of the man that cheats death on a daily basis.’
Just don’t call her with an insultingly low offer. I am sure she will have no problem following through with her threat “That’s liable to earn you a Burmese-roundhouse-sphincter-kick with a follow up three fingered eye-jab. Would it hurt? Hell yeah. Let’s just say you won’t be the prettiest guy at the Coldplay concert anymore.”
UPDATE: Sadly this ad was later found to be a slightly altered copy of a 2008 ad on Craigslist. I’m disappointed that it was a fake but it still made me laugh, so I am going to leave this post here anyway….
As soon as I read this article I just had a vision of the bunnies holding onto the ears of William Thomas and laughing manically while he struggled. It sounds just the kind of end the bunnies might hope for a trapper to meet really.
Sadly for the bunnies I am on the side of the trapper at the moment, you would be too if you saw the state of my remaining tomatoes.
Yes, some of them survived the onslaught of huge hailstones I posted about the other day only to be munched on days later by a rabbit. I don’t mind sharing the veggie garden with the birds, they at least have the manners to wait until the veg show signs of ripening before they move in for the kill. That just means it is a matter of timing and me paying enough attention in order to beat them. I’m ok with that, it means nothing gets wasted.
The stupid rabbits though, well they just munch bits off anything within reach no matter how unripe it is and wreck it for both the birds and I. They haven’t noticed the lovely zucchini growing at the moment so I am off to the hardware tomorrow for some star pickets and chicken wire to fence them off before they fall victim to the evil chompers too.
I suspect Charles Clements was a bit of an attention seeker. You can’t discount the fact that he may have had some sort of unknown medical condition, although he did like getting the attention of the police a little more than your average person does. His ‘body’ was even found clutching a note for them requesting assistance. Just as well he wasn’t found by an illiterate undertaker.
There is a hell of a lot of empty distance between Broken Hill, Port Pirie, Salisbury or Adelaide even now. He is lucky he only ‘dies’ in a public place with kindly passers-by to revive him. Funny that….
I like the way the locals scratched up some money and sent him to Broken Hill. Not our problem, off you go. I wonder if he ‘died’ regularly in North Queensland. Did they do the same thing, sending him off to Broken Hill to get him out of their hair?