What a fucking weekend.
Friday was a fucking shambles, ended up sitting in a petrol station in linwood in a 7.5T lorry, at the pump, and the fucker wouldn\'t start. The big recovery truck wouldn\'t fit under the canopy of the petrol station, and you\'re not allowed to jump start things in a petrol station.
Then this annoying livery punter that was leaving dicked us about, wouldn\'t pay her bill, damaged our property, owes one of the other girls money etc, then i had her fucking husband on the phone acting like we were in a fucking primary school playground. \"If i hear one more word out of you i\'m going to come up there and kick your head in\"
I fucking hope he does make an appearance, 3 of my mates are all up this week doing jobs for us outside, and every one of them is champing at the bit to have a pop at him. But he won\'t, no-one that plans on coming up and starting a fight phones to warn you first, he knows there are several people about up here, he phoned cos he\'s too much of a poof to come up himself.
ARGH! Why are horsey girls such a pain in my arse!
That was one hell of a rant, i\'m still fairly fucking fuming about it all!