I'm Sorry, You Don't Give Me the Ik.

I'm a bus driver. If i'm havi bad day at work, i'll look in the mirror while driving and mutter to myself, you're all conce aren't ye? And then tap the brakes twice so they nod. My wife bought a dash camp for our car. She now has lots of recordings of me pretending to be interviewed by isay,. as manager of my fefetinhhha... Hilarious. I swear read that one has tor thats torment. Fear dos not on. That's tormento is torment. The last one neighbour really pissed me off once. Can't remember why. He'd go fackin belistic when he found out his bin