Me and a mate stopped in a small pub , in mid wales a few years ago, wnt in and the pub looked as if it was out of the 50,s, so went to the bar and ordered 2 pints, handed over a tenner, and the drinks where slopped acreoss the counter, the fiver change was dropped in the spill, had our drinks, and then some more, gang of welshies walked in, and sat ruight next to us, the rest of the pub was empty, so we went outside , and do you know what, theyd painted my van green, green for gods sake, so me and dave getting angry went back in , me ex miner, dave ex marine, and said in a comanding voice whos, painted my car green, Silence, then a movement at the back of the bar, a man mountain stood up, 7.00 tall and arm like trees, a head like a rock and feet like boats, he proclaimed i painted you car green, any problems, me and dave looked at each other looked round the bar as everyone started to rise up, and i said in what hopefully sounded like an accepting voice,
DRYING LOVELY BOYO, NO DRIPS AND A LOVELY COLOUR.