Don’t you just hate it when…

you get up in the morning ready to go to work and you have a flat tyre.

To compound things, whoever fitted the heel last time must have had arms like a gorilla because even when you swing off the wheel brace them puppies aint moving.

So, with tail between legs you limp to the nearest tyre fitter and ask them nicely to change the wheel for you

Then of course you are late for work.

Oh and another thing…

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