Frontlines in the fight against fascism have indeed been using milkshake as their ammunition of choice. But after some spineless last minute changes of itinerary some found themselves high and dry with a few spare milkshakes, and it seemed a shame for them to go to waste. A while later nature took it's course and, well, it seemed a shame for it to go to waste. Recycling at it's most efficient and entertaining.

I suppose this is good a thread as any to admit to something I'm not proud of, but still catch myself chuckling over. In the mid 90's my girlfriend and I went for a drive with a more primitive version of one of these. I'd head to the roads around the docks until I spotted some scantily clad young lady emerging from the doorway of a scrapyard or whatever. I'd slow the car right down and as she staggered over my girlfriend would jump up from the floor and let her have it. We both now agree it wasn't a very thoughtful or compassionate thing to do, then the laughing starts again. Maybe Jesus will forgive us?

Good one.