Well where to start? Friday night. Got busted speeding on the bike and copped about $500 in fines and 5 demerits. My fault. Cant complain. Kept my license in the end cos the coppa was a decent block and actually said he loved my bike. hehe Good start. Saturday. Had to work. That on its own is bad enough. Saturday night. Well and truely smashed after a bbq at the folks house. Decided to make a trip to the pool place for a few games at about 1am. Many many more drinks later and a few ATM visits, me and a mate head outside for a smoke and end up chatting to a group of people out there. Was all good. Nice guys. Pub shuts and we go to leave and I realise that my mobile phone is missing. Security and bar staff help me look for it for about 40 minutes or so. No luck. Not happy as it was a brand new nokia navigator. Flag down a taxi and decide to head home. As were driving off, a guy yells out to us and asks where we were going. Told him where and he asked to jump in and continue on after we get dropped off. No problems mate. Sat night of the AFL grand final isnt exactly the easiest time to get a cab. A few minutes into the trip, I ask my mate to call my phone again and see if anyone answers. He does. My phone starts ringing...............from this guys pocket!!!!!! Mates hangs up. Calls again. Phone rings again!!! Complete silence from all in the taxi. Mr taxi driver knew exactly what was happening. Not a word from our new friend in the back seat. Kindly tell the driver that we would be pulling over here. ALL 3 OF US ARE GETTING OUT. New friend in back seat says "oh, its like that is it?" Mate and I look at each other and both say at the same time "yep!". Taxi pulls over, I jump out with this guy. I proceed to smack the snot out of him whilst my mate pays for the taxi. When i finish, my mate runs up and takes over. Nothing too serious. Just a small beatdown to let him know what he did was wrong. He actually says to us "Im not a thief! You guys seem like ok blokes and if I had of known it was your phone, I wouldnt have stolen it". hahhhahaa Anyways, we finish up and walk away. He was fine. Probably a bit sore but we werent gonna take it any further. We cross the road and this bloke gets up, rips his shirt off and yell out to us "you fu$#ing wankers....you both hit like girls" and a few other things along those lines. So we turned around and walked straight back over and punch the snot out of him again. Idiot. Twas a weird old weekend. But i still have my license and my phone.