While waiting in line to pay at the petrol station in Albany, a middle-age woman of somewhat dishevelled appearance walked in from the driveway speaking loudly on her phone:
“Who’s driving my Commodore?
If you don’t get out now, I’m calling the cops.
If you don’t get out now, I’m calling the cops!
Don’t ‘okay’ me … d’ya want me to come home and flog the fucken shit out of ya?”
Ah, beautiful Albany.
[Thanks John Bosich for the pic.]