Rumour has it that a certain dickhead tosser has “accidentally” crashed his nice car! Not only crashed it, but entirely written it off, so it will need to be a total insurance payout!
It’s rather fortunate and co-incidental really, as it was having serious engine problems, not to mention the clutch and transmission were playing up too. Perhaps the high repayments that were 4 in arrears, could have contributed to this unfortunate crash with a tree. No I think the only unfortunate part was that it didn’t catch fire we guess.
Oh well, lucky he’s not with AAMI ……. , luckily he is very well conversed with insurance claims, having arranged many “thefts” and write-offs for others for a small fee in the past.
This flash tosser is so cash strapped that for the first time in his life he had to bum $50 off a mate! Not to mention hiding and dodging those he owes…. could it be that the dickhead tosser will be re-categorised as a dickhead moocher in the future??
What dickhead would call their ecommerce website Itchy Micky? Yep, some tool-head (thats an amateur dickhead) has an online store actually called Itchy Micky!
Check it out here and buy something, that way when your friends ask where you got your new so-and-so from, you can proudly say ” You get em from Itchy Micky’s “. Perhaps you could open a conversation with a pretty girl with “Have you looked at Itchy Mickys lately?” That’s bound to get you a handbag across the chops.
Imagine the delivery guy at your front door asking you what you got from Itchy Mickys. Even more realistic, visualize the delivery guys back at the warehouse arguing over who gets the Itchy Mickys today. Obviously the store owner must have thought it was a good idea. Maybe Micky the owner has a skin allergy, and his friends all say “Here comes itchy Mickey again”.
Well no-one is going to accuse me of looking at Itchy Mickys, I’ll leave that to the gynaecologists I think. I wish the dickhead luck with his shop, and need to remind him that he is just so lucky I couldn’t find a phone number there to list for a Dial-A-Dickhead Hotline.
I could have nightmares just thinking about the implications of buying something from there. Imagine if you had to return an item, and the delivery company driver that came to pick it up was a woman. “Have you got something for Itchy Micky’s?” err… No lady, but I’ve got a Peter-Heater for Brass monkeys!