Bathurst can get a bit ugly down here I'm afraid.
Ev was brain washed at an early age by her bogan brothers, both of whom owned XY GT's.
So every year when Bathurst comes around her eyebrows start getting bushy, her teeth begin to protrude forward and her knuckles start dragging on the ground.
This year was worse than most.
Ev was barracking for "Frosty".
I had a hundred on "Lownsey".
And my mate had two hundred on Van Ginsberg.
So the last half hour was absolute mayhem here.
When Van Ginsberg stalled in the pits my mate had a melt down, started raving like a lunatic, swearing at the top of his lungs.
Ev told him to piss off because she couldn't hear the tele over all his noise so he stormed outside into the back yard ranting and raving and stepped in a pile of "Jack the labradors" dog #$%*.
Then he lost it completly, started chasing the dog around the back yard threatening to kill it.
Jack thought he was playing, so he was running around barking like a lunatic and Ev was screeming at both of them to "Shut Up".
Then "Lownsy" towed "Frosty" up the ass and Ev went berserk.
Can't say I've ever seen the lovely Evelyn that cranky and as you know Uncle Tez she can fire up a bit.
She even threatened to stab me!
So I had my lunatic mate running around my back yard screaming obscenities trying to kill my madly barking labrador.
My wife raging through the house screaming obscenities and threatening to stab me.
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But did I care? No.
Lownsy was in the box seat and I was all lined up to collect a a cool five fifty on the punt.
Then the dirty cheating barstards gave him a drive through penalty!
Things got a little foggy after that and I can't say I can remmember to many details.
I do know the neighbors haven't been to friendly this week but they'll come around eventually.
All I can say is roll on Bathurst 2015!
Cheers,
Brian