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Saturday, November 20, 2004

southerndave: Dogged 

southerndave: Dogged: "One of my co-workers wandered into the office after lunch yesterday, just about laughing her head off. It took her about half an hour to explain what was so funny, but by the time she managed to tell the story the rest of us were cracking up as well. It's a corker.

Seems she was driving back to work when she queued up at the give-way at one of the roundabouts in town behind a flat-deck farm truck with a couple of dogs standing around on the deck. (They'd have been tied up so that they could still stand up and move around a bit but couldn't fall off the sides of the truck. That's fairly normal around here and the dogs seem to reckon it's great fun).

An old black Falcon full of bogans pulled up in the lane next to the truck. It was one of those cars where the stereo would have been more expensive than the car... you couldn't hear the traffic over the doomph doomph doomph doomph of whatever the hell it was they were playing. Driver had his window open and had his elbow half out of it being the Real Tough Dude.

One of the farmer's dogs figured out that the Falcon was its territory and marked it in the way that dogs normally do. Right next to the driver's window. The open driver's window. Right over the driver.

Farmer then pulls away from the give-way completely oblivious to the drenched bogan in the car next to him. Or to my co-worker cracking up laughing. Or the driver behind my co-worker who was also cracking up laughing.

As far as I'm concerned that's one dog that earned his dog-roll that night..."
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