The Brick's Smokin!

Well, the day started with me waking up breathing which was pretty normal really.. happened every day before and every one there after which I'm bloody stoked with! So yeah, just a normal day aye.

Anyway, I used to hang out with a cool chick EVERY weekend. We were MAD MAD MAD bitches. Used to laugh 24/7 with bloody tears streaming down our eyes every time we caught up. My folks used to let me use the car to go do our teenage thing most weekends...bloody legends!

We named the car....... 'THE BRICK'. A streamlined blue Corvette............ hahaha! God no! I wish! Was even more graceful..... it was a minivan... yep. Double doors at the back, wheelbarrow wheels and a good 'putt-putt' sound to go with the classy look. Now it wasn't flashy pants bro! We lived in a land where some still have a long drop for a toilet and one TV channel, or no tv! Woh! Terrible.... (touch of sacrcasm). The Brick was cooooooool! Could fit a couple of big meke as dudes in the back and have the bottom drag and grade the metal road...nice haha.

Well my mate and I started the day out on a road trip to Opononi (Opo). Had to meander through the hard out tiny roads with a gazillion corners, trying not to hit the metal too hard with this mean little blue beast. Now, theres this hill before you get to Opo' that the mini van needed a good bloody decent run up to get to the top.... push the accelerator to the floor a mile back to get a good speed to get up and over to the other side.

....My mate spots a couple of tourists....... shall we? yeh, they're chicks mate... So we stopped half way.... what bloody idiots! I meant us... even though I always thought that chicks who do that shit on their own without a bloke in the middle of nowhere needs their head read anyway! "Hello, hello!", we're smiling, they're not... put the packs in the back....great JUST fit! They were swedish chicks, so they couldn't quite fit comfortably in the back seat... serves them right for having bloody long legs, see.......not practical! Started up The Brick and chucked it into first gear.....shudder, shudder... crunch....shudder, shudder. "Bloody thing! Too much weight!" Yep, they understood that, but in the wrong context haha! Trying to say "no no! you're not fat! just little car!", man where has the logic gone?

So they finally got it in the end after I hopped out and opened up the back door and took their bags out...."heavy!....heavy".... so they were like looking at us like bloody freaks of nature. My mate starts cracking up hard-core, started getting that cackle, which turned into her totally seeing the funny side of life.... she couldn't stop! So I started, and 'the others' just looked on and quickly took their bags away from me and gave me the look as if to say "get the hell away from us!". Probably didn't help with The Brick smelling like a smokin' nest hahaha!

So we managed to get The Brick up the top and waited...and waited... and waited for them to move from where we had dumped them and their contents...."what are they doing?" , hahaha I think they are scared of us mate! hahaha! Waving out.....no response... one of them turned and faced the other way with her arms crossed... what the? Well, we both looked at each other and thought exactly that...who cares, the car wouldn't get up the bloody friggen hill with them in it? Geez, you've got a free ride bro! Come on!.....nah...they obviously didn't feel safe with us chicks in our gumboots, smelly car and annoying cackles...

So we went off on our own adventure, wondering why the hell two chicks obviously not from around these parts, would choose not to travel with us vs waiting for a farmer and his dog to turn up next! Maybe it was The Brick? hmmmm maybe..... so we sparked up, skiddied the ass end of the car and made a dramatic exit and left them to their obviously insane day...

But they missed out on having.....................

 Day In The Life As A Tourist With Two Bloody Crazy Kiwi Chicks

Over and out! :-)