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This is a true story or so I am told.

Grandfather (Pop) used to hang a tennis ball from the roof of Garage down to the bonnet level of his car which he used to position his car correctly. Any way Pop used to like having a few beers down at the local and sonetimes when he returned home would come into the garage a bit quick but allways managed to park the car OK.

Young Jonnie his Grandson decided to see what would happen if he moved the ball a bit closer to the end of shed so he shifted it one joist.

Pop returns home from local a bit tiddly lines up on the tennis ball and BOOM straight thru the end of shed. Pop covered in dust and stuff goes into the house and his missus is straight into him abusing him, drunken old man all the normal stuff, and Pop is trying fathom what happened. In the mean time young Jonnie has gone back and retied the tennis ball in the right spot.

Anyway he finally convinces his missus that something was funny with his ball so they go outside to look and there is the tennis ball against the car windscreen, "thats it no more pub, your not driving any more" goes the wife and Pop is still scratching head.

Young Jonnie stays in the background pissing himself.

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