Remembering the time my workmate Bill borrowed my shitty old poo brown Toyota Corona station wagon named Cody. I gave him the keys and told him it was parked at the St Kilda bowlo and off he went. He ran a few errands, smoked a few durries, ate a couple of sauso rolls. 1/4

When he brought the keys back he joked about Cody being eerily cleaner than usual. This car was a total shit tip and I assured him it would always remain that way. So later we went to the bowlo for a drink and when I went to put something in my car he gasped as in the movies. 2/4

He pointed over the other side of the car park, to another poo brown Toyota Corona station wagon. Bill had taken someone else’s car on a joy ride all day. We fled the scene, but not before trying out every key we had to start my car. Club lock? Front door? Bike? Yes! Yes! Yes 3/4

Good to know if you are ever in a pinch and you see an old Toyota Corona. I sometimes wonder what that car owner thought when they arrived back to find their car parked in a different spot in the same car park, now with added ciggie butts and coffee cups. Sorry dude. 4/4