Had a pretty sweet weekend.
Worked 5:30am-9:30am yesterday, fucked around during the day and a 21st last night.
Worked 5:30am-9:30am today, went to a mates. Went to this lookout joint called the pinnacle. Road their was nice smooth wet gravel/dirt shit, was fun slide fest. Scaled some big arse rocks and shit in the rain out to this gnarly lookout with a foot wide pathway and insanely big drops either side. Went back and chilled at his and got some food.
Funny as shit in the work ute today. Kookaburra flew out infront of me in the work ute. I hit it pretty hard but didn't see it fall behind back on the road or anything. I pulled over up the road and the poor cunt was pretty much sitting in the radiator with legs point out the grill/bumper. I thought it was dead so I tried pulling it out by the tail but it's feathers just fell out and it squawked. Poor cunt. Got the pliers and pulled it out by the leg, stomped it's head and threw it in the bushes. Felt sort of bad.
