Those who have recently visited would have noticed our ‘informal’ mass transport system, more commonly referred to as ‘black taxis.’
Unlike taxis which you are familiar with these take the form of 14-24 seater minibuses, ignore most road signs, rules and regulations, are often (very) poorly maintained and are all privately owned, needless to say routes are closely guarded and turf wars often break out.
Here’s an example of two smaller operators having an argument.

Oh dear, Soutie…. π
Hmm
The guy on the left probably short changed the other one. π
Oh dear Ferret. π
Small wonder.
Captions please.
Who are you calling ‘Shorty’?
OZ
Hee hee OZ,
“Snow Whites Tug of War event was poorly subscribed.”
“You stole my booster cushion”
“You sold me these jeans as ‘shorts’ You taking the p*ss or what?”
OZ
Pseu! Wakey wakey!! There’s a caption competition broken out ‘ere.
OZ
“My Dad’s shorter than your Dad!”
Ferret – you b’stard! I’m trying to drink coffee here and it’s come down my nose! π
OZ
Soz OZ. π
I’ll bet that Heineken he’s drinking reached parts other lagers couldn’t. Not much of a challenge really!
Watch it mush or you’ll end up in national elf hospital.
Don’t be silly Gizmotrogg.
That other fellow obviously prefers a short. π
Bearsy – Snow White thought that ‘Seven Up’ was a brand of lemonade, until she discovered Smirnoff.
Ferret – Never mind ‘soz’. I’ve got a lunchtime red wine in my nasal passages now.
OZ
“I meant the beer when I said half pint!“
The issue of who over ruled who in the parking stakes was dwarfed into insignificance
(I actually don’t feel too comfortable joshing about dwarfism….)
Evenig Pseu, if it makes you a little uncomfortable don’t, I’m certainly not that shortsighted to make a big deal of it.
Personally I blame Oz π
Oh, right. The big, bad wolf thingy again. Har, bloody har!
Sob!
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OZ