Thread: murphy ,you bastard

Some things in life are strange and some are just downright pains in the arse.
hows this -yesterday ,hop in trusty desisel truck to trundle back from new base in greymouth ,to chch to see family and go to mates funeral.hit the otira gorge and whammo cook head on motor.
this time im angle parked just in front of the boulder shelter on the upward leg!Fk....Me.....Rigid ,i blew me other bloody truck up at this end of the viaduct bridge ,exactly the/ same.
anyhow a bloke stops ,and kindly offers to in form my crew in CHCH when he gets to Arthurs(cell phone zilch in my location.)
shortly after another bloke and his wife pull up and very kindly offer to tow the SOB to Arthurs Pass.we duly arrived and i asked for his details so i could at least buy him a gift for his kindness but he refused.nest minute my caller friend arrives ,having driven back to the first spot,to tell me hed spoken to my chch crew.he too kindly declines my request ,saying i looked the type who'd help out if tnhey had broken down!
My son rings me resulting in a 4hr wait at arthurs in pissing rain and wind,surrounded by coachloads of touists belching farting pissing and yabbering in my lugholes!! till him and mate arrive.
With 4 strategic water stops ryan drove the old slag home whilst we followed behind.
Anyhow theyve got contacts who apparently have a few of these motors so im assured she will undergo full surgery before being delivered back to me in grey!
three crossings in two years -two blown trucks and wifeys car written off in MVA.

CMON MURPHY YA WEE BASTARD STOP LAUGHIN ,GIMME A BREAK!!!!

my deepest thanks to my unknown rescuers who lent a hand-you are truly members of good bastards INC.