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Operation Hubcap
It was in the afternoon I spotted them glistening in the sun. It was on the bus trip home- I was sitting there talking about this and that, when, out of the corner of my I saw them. A pile of hubcaps. Could there be anything better? Unfortunetly, there were on a roundabout on the notorious deathspot known otherwise as the A14. Ah well. Perhaps another hubcap would present itself in another, safer situation(?).
Having nothing better to do, and being the teenage rebel I am, I decided that I would not rest until those hubcaps were in my possession. Soon after, I went to sleep. Simply put, the plan was to cycle to the hubcaps, collect them and take tons of pictures along the way. The Robe nobly decided to join me on this quest, but Jay was too lazy and did his art homework.
So it was myself and The Robe embarking on this noble quest. Bear in mind that at this moment in time, The Robe does not know that these hubcaps are in the middle of an 'A' class road- this is probably why he went along with the plan.
Within minutes of departing, three tyres were sighted. But as no hubcaps were sighted inside them, the search would have to continue. We continued towards the local Tescos and swerved into Focus Do-It-All, parking the bikes there. Bennets was then scavanged, but not having any hubcaps we soon departed.
It was near here that the trolley was spotted. This mysterious creature had obviosly escaped from the local trolley sanctuary, commonly known as 'Tescos'. We circled round it like vultures going for the kill, towing it a little way before stopping the torture the poor defenceless metal beast and taking a picture.
We then cycled on towards the goal. And then we got there.
The Robe's first words on realising the position of the hubcaps was "Oh fuck" or some other such explitetive. After persuasion, he went along with the plan muttering "risking life and limb" and "better be worth it". The long and short of it is that we got to the hubcaps and back without being killed- however, arguments reigned whether one and two-thirds of a hubcap was worth the risks. Once the celebratory mars bar was eaten we dispersed to Alan's house. But that is another story.
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It was in the afternoon I spotted them glistening in the sun. It was on the bus trip home- I was sitting there talking about this and that, when, out of the corner of my I saw them. A pile of hubcaps. Could there be anything better? Unfortunetly, there were on a roundabout on the notorious deathspot known otherwise as the A14. Ah well. Perhaps another hubcap would present itself in another, safer situation(?).
Having nothing better to do, and being the teenage rebel I am, I decided that I would not rest until those hubcaps were in my possession. Soon after, I went to sleep. Simply put, the plan was to cycle to the hubcaps, collect them and take tons of pictures along the way. The Robe nobly decided to join me on this quest, but Jay was too lazy and did his art homework.
So it was myself and The Robe embarking on this noble quest. Bear in mind that at this moment in time, The Robe does not know that these hubcaps are in the middle of an 'A' class road- this is probably why he went along with the plan.
Within minutes of departing, three tyres were sighted. But as no hubcaps were sighted inside them, the search would have to continue. We continued towards the local Tescos and swerved into Focus Do-It-All, parking the bikes there. Bennets was then scavanged, but not having any hubcaps we soon departed.
It was near here that the trolley was spotted. This mysterious creature had obviosly escaped from the local trolley sanctuary, commonly known as 'Tescos'. We circled round it like vultures going for the kill, towing it a little way before stopping the torture the poor defenceless metal beast and taking a picture.
We then cycled on towards the goal. And then we got there.
The Robe's first words on realising the position of the hubcaps was "Oh fuck" or some other such explitetive. After persuasion, he went along with the plan muttering "risking life and limb" and "better be worth it". The long and short of it is that we got to the hubcaps and back without being killed- however, arguments reigned whether one and two-thirds of a hubcap was worth the risks. Once the celebratory mars bar was eaten we dispersed to Alan's house. But that is another story.
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