Laughing out of hatred
Risco Connections - Ain't No Stopping Us Now (Version)
A Forest van driver used to amuse himself by running over every Derby fan he would see strutting down the side of the road in their ubiquitous black and white colours. He would swerve to hit them and there would be a loud THUMP and then he would swerve back on the road.
One day, as the driver was driving along, he saw a priest hitchhiking. He thought he would do a good turn and pulled the van over. He asked the priest "where are you going, Father?" "I'm going to say mass at St Joseph's church, about 2 miles down the road" replied the priest. "No problem Father, I'll give you a lift, climb in!" The happy priest climbed into the passenger seat and the van continued down the road. Suddenly the driver saw a Derby fan and instinctively swerved to hit him. But, just in time, he remembered the bloody priest, so at the last minute he swerved back to the road, narrowly missing the sheepshagger. Though he was sure he had missed him, he still heard a THUD. Not understanding where the noise came from he glanced in his mirrors and when he didn't see anything he turned to the priest and said "I'm sorry Father, I almost hit that Derby fan". "That's okay," he replied, "I got the bastard with the door".
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