Just heard a moto hit the deck below me in 278. He was sprawled onthe road, looked dead,certainly unconscious. He was clipped by a tuktuk,sorry remorque.It returned immediately and the driver amongst by now his dozen mates picked up the man and pushed him into the back of his tuktuk, sorry remorque.
He may have been dead woth a broken neck or just concussed.But within five minutes he was gone and his moto had gone.
A very slick operation but what else would you do? But what will happen to the victim?
Accident cleaned up pronto.
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Wash up on Otres beach in the morning? Great to see you've found your scythe again Ken.ken svay wrote:Just heard a moto hit the deck below me in 278. He was sprawled onthe road, looked dead,certainly unconscious. He was clipped by a tuktuk,sorry remorque.It returned immediately and the driver amongst by now his dozen mates picked up the man and pushed him into the back of his tuktuk, sorry remorque.
He may have been dead woth a broken neck or just concussed.But within five minutes he was gone and his moto had gone.
A very slick operation but what else would you do? But what will happen to the victim?
I came, I argued, I'm out
Yeah I have had a poor run until tonight.However I may well have been a victim myself recently.Writing about ones own demise posthumously would be difficult.I am sure that someone would write a suitable obituary for me.
You should write yours in advance, as I don't think anyone could the job as well as you.ken svay wrote:Yeah I have had a poor run until tonight.However I may well have been a victim myself recently.Writing about ones own demise posthumously would be difficult.I am sure that someone would write a suitable obituary for me.
Interesting that no one around the hotel knew what had happened last night but they did tell me that the night tuktuks from the pasteur corner are no good.
I wonder how often family members simply never come home at night, maybe like this chap swimming with the fishes.
I wonder how often family members simply never come home at night, maybe like this chap swimming with the fishes.