Quinn

Looked in my car through the bonnet, yep, hose clamp, unreachable.

Popped the bonnet, got a pry bar and just ripped the fucking grill off the front of my car.

I said, I'm not fucking around with that.

Just smashed it, fucking bashed it, got it all out of the way, unscrewed it, fucking screwed the new hose and metal pipe and shit back on and off I fucking went.

Yeah, big story.

Went for a hunt.

Hunting was shit.

Got the flu.

Dogs annoyed me.

We didn't get any boars, right?

But the whole time we were hunting, the smell.

That's right.

We both, like, it was one of those ones that wasn't present all the time at the start.

Yeah.

We were like, there's this bit of a rank smell, and we're sort of going, fuck, what is that?

Like, is it weird stink?

And straight away when something happens...

to your car or whatever you're working on for me anyway when there's a problem there and then there seems to be something else after you can't help but just zone in on what you just fixed thinking that it has to be something off the back of that eye yeah so we're looking around this hose and we're thinking oh is it excess or oil or something whatever it is burning off and we're like is there grass seed

Nah, because big shitty just put his fucking big deadly mesh at the front.

Which I've had to customise because the car was getting hot coming home the other night.