Just have to get this off my chest.
Arrived home this early evening to be asked by the SWMBO fancy a BBQ for your Tea (this usually means i cook a few bits she sits on her royal ar$e and she eats very little.
so the evening stareted off ok then i hear a siren quite close but the main road is about 200yds from ours so i think nothing about it. get some chairs out of the shed and into the sun and see a Fire engine drive up the street quit slow again no reason to panic i think they maybe just filling up or testing the hydrants.
walk back and then hear a voice (
now i know im no Gordon Ramsey but why would somebody complain about the food when i have not started
the voice has come from a policeman and seeing his Traffic style car i think Oooops im in the $h1t. he asks if im OK i look at hime even more stupidly than i normally look and say Yeh WHY because we have had a report that a man at this address is on fire in his garden..... then another coppper arrives i think sh1t not enough sausages to feed this lot and the Fire engin arrives again to be told its a hoaks shout....
If i could get my hands on the littel To$$er$ that called those guys out i would shuv broken glass up there japs eyes just to see the look on there face....
the fire service do a special and wonderfull job they dont need little Vodka fueled To$$er$ calling them out for $h1t like that
