"Escort Slayer?" Hmm, who's caring about that? The USP of that admittedly very handsome Fiat is that it should be in the Guinness Book of Records for having the pussiest seats seen in any car. That fabric is far too good for vehicular use!


Years ago, as a manager of a distribution depot I had a similar experience. You know how miserable you feel when you get a touch of constipation? Well that was me, so on the way to work I called into a pharmacy and had a quiet word with the pharmacist. She gave me something with the caution to be within a couple of minutes of the loo. I took the medication, went on my way and forgot all about her sensible advice. Later that morning we had a complaint from a junior school about one of our driver's attitude. Thinking it best to respond, I got in the car and went straight there. On the way, the medication kicked in, by the time I reached the school the buttock clench was of an Olympic standard. Just as I pulled into the playground, I saw a sign: BOYS. Saved. I legged it, well sort of pigeon toed it, I didn't dare let go of that clench. In, pants down, squat and down. And down, and down and down, on a toilet designed for three to five year olds. Knees each side of my ears, I vowed to listen to sound advice next time.JPB wrote:.Then, I reminded Heather about the time she was found in a car with her knees aft of her ears. That wasn't a Fiat 131.