BOB POTTS
I got a call in the office late last night at BOB POTTS [motto: We undercut everyone but what the hell,,we're busy unlike Steve Jordan m/cycles]
BOB: Hello, BOB POTTS
CYCLOPS: HI BOB,, i need a rear tyre for my rusty err trusty steed coz the bint from Bubbles has shagged it and all i can smell is burning rubber,,same smell as Fat Berts bedroom when he's alone.
BOB: What size is it?
CYCLOPS: Last time i was in it it was about 12' x 14' with fitted wardrobes and a pink throw on the bed,,,very comfy too.
BOB: I meant the tyre you navigational nightmare!
CYCLOPS: Oh right,, its about 240/110/18.
BOB: What bike is it?
CYCLOPS: Its a tractor, ya know,, a Jap version of the world renowned HARDLY MOVINGSON. Please help me BOB as i need to plough my way through snow drifts en route to MATLOCK to meet nice people on Friday..
BOB: Is it solid rubber or do you have to blow it up?
CYCLOPS: I think it's the blow job....i have that on my mind for some reason.....yeh it has to be...i heard the words Rubber & Blow only last night at BUBBLES so we'll go for that.
BOB: We can get it but not until Wednesday afternoon.. it'll arrive by pigeon post about 3pm.