The recent robbery gets more and more puzzling. The stories going around are ever growing, conflicting and confusing. One version has that there was no robbery, just a friendly shootout amongst family members. And what about the guy with the shotgun hiding in the bathtub? I guess I'll never know.
So how does a flat tire turn into an oil spill? Beats me. While out this morning I noticed a large gravel truck alongside the road above a pool of motor oil. A vulcaniser (tire repair) guy was fixing a flat. But where'd the oil come from? It looked like the whole crankcase had been dumped. There was a guy with a small cup dipping up the oil that had collected near the gutter and carefully filling a plastic jug.
Unfamiliar businesses: panel beaters, thats a body shop. How about the bar at Alpha beach that advertises dry cleaning? Could make sense, "honey I was just getting the cleaning done". Consider this real estate listing: "Warehouse suitable for storage of soap in a good location". Defensive driving: staying away from gasoline tankers. (they have a habit of rolling over and blowing up).
Todays saying: those that live near the church, are always late for service.
Off to the bank with a bag full of cash to buy airplane tickets. Namibia.
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