So, I'm at my buddies house. Smoking a few and playing some xbox. Generally chilling, but its getting late and my brain is starting to fry. I need to go home, I muse. My buddy lives in a god damn shit hole corner of London. I open the phone directory and embark on the scary luck dip that is: Finding a cab to take me home. I stumble across "Chingford Cabs" with the slogan "Comfort to your door". I call them. I book a cab. I wait.
This sleezy looking Nigerian gentleman with the most bloodshot eyes ive ever seen, pulls up to take me home. I get in the car. Bonny Tyler is on the radio. Total eclipse of the Heart. Jesus christ help me... I think. Ok, tune finishes, but, its on fecking repeat play. The tune plays 7 times before I get home. I want to kill the c*unt. What kind of sick twat listens to total Ecplipse of the fooking Heart all day long? I'll tell you... the kind of twat that pisses me off.