|Ramesh( I know awful shirt!)|
Ramesh was in high spirits on the way home and ran over at least 3 dogs and a beggar child (joke about the beggar child, shame about the dogs). As he swerved in and out of the black and yellow taxis, around the colourful water trucks and on to the Sea Link where we hit 100 miles per hour. As I was holding on for dear life I saw a sign saying ‘Speed thrills, but it doesn’t if you are dead’ which I thought made perfect sense but was still extremely stupid.
Paul, clearly aroused by the speed shouted ‘That’s it Ramesh Schumacher, chalo, jaldi chalo!!’ Although impressed with Pauls new found lingusitics I gave him the eye that said ‘Stop being gay and get him to slow down’…
After my face had readjusted from the G-Force it had just experienced Paul was ready to show me what English vocabulary he had been teaching our dear Ramesh. On que a man stepped out in front of the car. ‘Ramesh, what is this man?’ Paul gushed. ‘’PRICK MAN Sir’’ Ramesh replied.
I would love to say that I thought this was highly immature and wasn’t impressed in the slightest, but I was! It was hilarious! ''What else, what else???'' I demanded.
''Ramesh, what is this man?'' Paul pointed to a man who had decided to stop his taxi in the middle of the dual carriage way so he could take a piss. ‘CUNT Sir!’
...Too far Paul, too far!