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Brazil 2002 Part Two
One burger...
Too many?
"Burp!"
Sauber takes drastic measures with his remaining drivers
And chains them to their contracts.... and any furniture thats lying around!
"Once i get my hands free, i'll kick kimi's McArse for stealing my drive!"
Tyre paris fashion show...
Apparantly black is in this season... but isn't it always?
"Ok ladies hustle hustle hustle!"
Orange driver tests new...
Lemon twist!
"Thank god it's just the steering wheel, there's just so much i can take!"
PlayPit grease monkey of the month...
Ms. April
"Does my arse look big in this?"
"No your hat covers it totally!"
Some teams have nothing better to do...
Than colour in their wheels...
What next paint the track to match?!
"Oooh this is so much fun, painting by numbers... 1 = orange, ok thats done now where's the next number... 1 = orange, ok thats done now where's the next number... 1 = orange, ok thats done now where's the next number... 1 = orange, ok thats done now where's the next number..." (ect ad tedium)
Sometimes its just too late, when you finally realise, that you've joined a bunch of McLosers...
And still don't get the McJoke!
"Why is everyone McLaughing at me?"
Current tyre hair fashion this season...
Has tyres in a spin...
The william's skinhead look!
Old master pases on his wealth of experience...
"Ah grasschopper, there are many things i must teach you and you must learn!" master
"Yes master!" grasschopper
"The race of life is long and the pitstops many!" master
"Yes master!" grasschopper
"And knowing the path to true enlightenment is through mastering the secret of secrets!"
"The secret of all secrests master?!" grasschopper
"Yes grasschopper, The secret of all secrets is..." master
"Yes master?!" grasschopper
"The track is black, the grass is green!" master
"Huh?" grasschopper
"Ah grasschopper i see you're confused... confusion is merely the gateway to enlightenment and ultimately masterment over all!" master
"Come again?!" grasschopper
"What have you learned grasschopper?" master
"The track is black, the grass is green!" grasschopper
"Good grasschopper, and what does it mean to you?" master
"Er... that the track is hard and the grass is soft master!" grasschopper
"Yes grasschopper... and?" master
"And therefore the track like life is hard and that failure is easy like the comfort of the soft green grass!" grasschopper
"Yes grasschopper... and pray tell me why can you master complex examples of cryptic logic, yet fail to master the simple difference between your arse and your elbow?" master
"Er master?!" grasschopper
"Why can't you just stick to the track?" master
"Track master?" grasschopper
"Yes the fucking track, the black bit you're supposed to drive on!" master
"Where?!" grasschopper
"Oh i give up! get out of my sight before i enlighten your arse with my masterful foot!" master
"My arse, what metaphorical colour is that then master?" grasschopper
"ARRRRRRRRRGGGGGHHHHHHH!!!!!!!" master
Suckers are born everyday...
Some are unlicky to be reborn over and over again.
"Er flavio, about these sunglasses you sold me, are they supposed make everything go black? flavio... hello... er anyone there?!!!"
Chief dog handler visits the banana guru
"Tell me what you see oh guru!"
"I see bananas everywhere!"
"Oh so no bloody change then?"
"No, not unless you count them talking to me now as different!"
"???!!!"
McClones out in force...
"How goes it McClone number one?" McClone 2
"Fine all within projected forcasts McClone number two!" McClone 1
"Master McClone Ron asks if you can forcast and project us further up the field for a change McClone number one!"
"Inform Master McClone Ron i cannot traverse H2O McClone number two!"
"He forecast that answer and prepared a projected message McClone number one!"
"Let me theorise, if i do not improve our standing i will be in dire straits McClone number two!"
"No he just said he'll shove your head up you arse and hang your bollocks up as christmas ornaments McClone number one!"
"Didn't see that one coming McClone number two!"
"Yeah, like alot of things these days, you can't forcast your arse from your projected elbow McClone number one!"
Tom tries to get away form it all...
Pretend fishing!
"Fucking typical, all set up and not a bite all day!"
Just when you're upto something trouble comes a knocking...
"What you old buggers upto?" nikki
"Er... nothing nothing!" norby
"What's with the papers?"
"Er... parking tickets that's it parking tickets, silly us we forgot to feed the meters!"
"Tut tut living dangerously huh? don't do anything i wouldn't do!"
"Er... yeah sure, will do!"
"Bye!"
"Er... yeah bye!"
"Thought we'd never get rid of him... quick lets get a few more signatures on this petition, and with any luck, it will be the last we ever see of that god awful hat!"
A cigar makes a man...
Smell like an unflushed toilet!
"Flavio just sold me this smooth cigar... don't ask where he got it, he seemed to just pluck it out of thin air... anyways it must be good it tastes and smells like shit!"
There may be berger times ahead...
"Someone up there likes you!" jackie
"Who god?" berger
"No Mcdonalds!" jackie
PlayPit grease monkey of the month...
Ms. Mayl
"Does my elbow look big in this?"
Toycar introduce new inovations in racing entertainment...
Scratch and sniff!
"Hmmm smokey bacon!"
When the McBatteries run out...
DC is still a motionless McLoser, but at least he doubles up as a pretty good McBottle opener!
"Er... can someone empty the old bottle caps out first, before opening another!"
Williams press officer reveals secrets of monty's helmet...
"During racing, this one way vent is where monty's good sense leaves, sadly never to return!"
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