Cashpoint cripple

It may have been the tortuous customisation of the registration to produce a personalised number plate of dubious quality. It could have been the inexpertly executed bodykit along with the awful graphics advertising Milton Keynes premier table dancing club...

But what really endeared him was when he parked up in the disabled space and skipped out of his motah like a startled gazelle.

Please fire up the company printer - and run some of these out with my compliments to keep in your glovebox.

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