A taxi driver that slags controllers off, but buys them stuff ie, beer, spirits & doughnuts in return for a decent job
I see that Stephen is on his way to London again with a fare, yes heโs been in the base & dropped off a bottle of brandy the taxi nonce
When a womanโs minge has seen so many dicks itโs gone past the 1,000,000 mile mark on the odometer and clicked back to the start.
Jesus that bird I pumped last night had more mileage on her badger than a Greek taxi.
A non emergency ambulance. Used to transport people of disbility to various engagements. Including but not confined to: hospital appointments and, back home again
Nurse: Will you be able to make it to your appointment on the 19th?
Patient: Yeah, don't worry. I'll take the spacker taxi.
A taxi that charges you an $80 clean up fee if you go to Sydney.
I caught a Katoomba Taxi from Katoomba to Sydney.
An uncomfortable suspensionless former police vehicle with more than 1 billion miles on the odometer and with objects on the front seat more important than passengers. Usually driven by non english speaking persons with blue-tooth mobile phone implants that are permanently on, resulting in the inability of the driver to communicate regarding the fare, destination, alternative routes or how to turn off the loud advertising video.
Boston Taxi's are powered by gas guzzling pulse engines - resulting in the characteristic "on" "off" cycle as the drivers coax the vehicle forward with the characteristic on again off again pump action on the accelerator.
The Boston Taxi arrived. Only 3 of the 4 in the group could enter due to the front seat being occupied by a sandwich.
We pulsed from Boston to Roslindale, despite the destination being Milton.
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The itchy, scratchy feeling after exiting a dirty taxi cab.
I can't stop scratching my legs after getting out of that dirty taxi cab. I think I caught taxi crabs!
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Phrase used to tell someone they aren't funny (implying that they need to leave. Alone. Right now.)
Usually used in reaction to a bad joke or stupid comment.
Dave: Knock knock.
Sam: Who's there?
Dave: Wallet inspector! Hahahahaha!
Sam: ...Taxi for one.
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