Jimmy Weasel - Thursday, 27 February 2003 - 23:22:05 - print it raw
Saturday, February 22: An Australian traveller was slightly injured, moderately annoyed and excessively sweaty after a collision between a tro-tro and a four wheel drive on the outskirts of Accra, Ghana.
"It was so stupid," he whined. "We all saw this guy just pull out without looking. It's too hot today to travel. I have sand in my pants."
A nearby German girl was heard to mutter "He complains too much. And he sure does smell bad" along with many obscenities in German. The accident resulted in a large traffic jam and a large amount of loud arguing and wild gesturing as the blame was shifted left and right.
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